Kurt Donald Cobain (1967 – 1994)
Lead singer, songwriter, and guitarist of the American grunge band, Nirvana.
People were trying to call me to do interviews on the anniversary of Kurt Cobain's death. They want me to say some poignant shit about some poor guy who blew his head off. It's just like, "Give me a fuckin' break, man"...Just say the guy made some good records, and let's get on with it.
And I want it so bad I'd shoot the sunshine into my veins.
I can't remember the good old days.
He rocked the United States by flying all over the country and playing that rock and roll
He is a good singer
He is my rock star.
Hollywood's dead,
Elvis is crying,
Lennon wake up,
Cobain stop lying there.
In the light you're sickeningly beautiful.
Say goodbye,
You're sickeningly beautiful.
Kurt Cobain reincarnated
Sighs and licks his face.
I suddenly realized Michael [Pitt] was much taller than Kurt, and much more buff, actually. Kurt was a wee little man, with these big piercing blue eyes and this tremendous smile — and that's one thing that nobody can replicate.
And going for the clincher, a girl cries out in vain
How Jesus lived 6 years longer than Kurt Cobain
And Jesus' hair was longer, and Jesus' arms were stonger
And Jesus's eyes were bluer, and Jesus' thoughts were truer.
There is plenty of Hühnerfleisch in the Kühlschrank. (There is plenty of chicken in the fridge.)
You can hear them crying down the lane
From Portland to Maryland
From Greece to Spain.
A transvestite in trouble, gee
We can make a double CD
People want to see blood,
To see 'em messed up like a Kurt Cobain.
He was a revealing symbol [of Generation X]. He called himself passive-aggressive. There was self-pity, whining. There was a diminishment, a diminution. He was sitting there in his sweater, hunched over his guitar, looking like a little lost boy. Compare that with the great figures of my generation: Jimi Hendrix. Pete Townshend. Keith Richards. The great achievements of rock--of the Sixties, in fact--were done by assertion and energy. This is why I'm worried about the future.
The lady whom I feel maternal love for
Cannot look me in the eyes
But I see hers and they are blue
And they cock and twist and masturbate.
I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain
I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane
Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG).
Sometimes I wonder what goes on inside her mind
When she said she thought Dave Grohl had died, and Kurt Cobain was still alive.
And KDC you were much too young
And you changed my life
But I draw the line at suicide.
Here's to Life!
See niggas, they want my name next to Kurt Cobain
But I don’t sniff cocaine, I sniff propane.
I love myself better than you
I know it's wrong, but what should I do?
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain.
And like I said I love Kurt Cobain and Nirvana, the lyrics are so deep--stuff like "The animals I've trapped have now become my pets".
I met him a few times. As a writer I had enormous respect for him. He was an incredible writer and an incredible singer. And when I met him I found him to be a very special person. He was one of those special people. There was a light inside him that you could see. He had a charisma that went beyond his physical presence.