When I think of Nirvana and Grunge I always think of a friend and his wonderful flat in Dortmund where I used to go on a Friday afternoon. To listen to records and smoke dope and talk crap until darkness fell.
My friend Matt,( now no longer here), used to play Nirvana a lot. One afternoon we watched MTV in shock as the announcement of Kurt's death came through. Incredibly slowly. Painfully. It was horrible. An experience I'll never forgive. I was glad to be with my friend looking back. I still miss him and it upsets me to dwell on him.Some people and memories are irreplaceable. Nirvana always helps.
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