R.I.P Kurt Cobain

Today, we remember the death of Kurt, a musician who marked the history of music and rock. A man who played guitar with his whole being and screamed his lyrics with his heart. Kurt was a musician who inspired many . . . and me.

Kurt wasn't virtuous. He didn't play the guitar like Hendrix, his voice did not reach the lyrical tone of Freddy Mercury, and Nirvana records did not show the careful work of producing the albums of Pink Floyd. But that was not their intention. He saw the world and reflected in his music. Only among the people and face to face with the world, a world for which he never was done. Kurt was immersed in music with stomach pain, his numb mind and disappointed heart. It was not what he expected. On April 5, 1994 after injecting himself his last heroin overdose, he was shot himself with a shotgun. Going to Nirvana, and leaving behind this world that was never enough . . .

Today marks 18 years of his death. the grunge went with him, but his music remains,only in people who are disposed to listen.

"I'ts better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you're not"

"Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are" 

Kurt Cobain.

R.I.P Layne Staley

We chase misprinted lies          
We face the path of time
And yet i fight
And yet i fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home


My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet i find                                                              
And yet i find


Repeating in my head                              
If i can't be my own
I'd feel better dead

He was Alice. RIP Layne Staley, It's been 10 years of your death, and although I didn't live to hear from you when you were alive, I miss you, we miss you, who appreciate all your music...

I guess I can go anywhere I want. If only I knew where to go.