Jesus Don’t Want Me for a Sunbeam
It was a time of angst, loud noises and drugs. Have you found god in Kurt Cobain? Many did in the 1990s when grunge sold and listeners of Nirvana inhaled everything that this band stood for.
My neighbor epitomized the flannel wearing, cigarette smoking in the shadows and sullen teen who worshiped this band. I remember the faces that covered the walls: Pearl Jam, Mudhoney, Soundgarden and of course Nirvana. The day it was announced Cobain had met his demise, my neighbor’s mother cut the Cobain’s face out of every picture on his wall. The reason being that her mother did not want her daughter to follow in Cobain’s foot steps.
Though it was too late, the drugs were already taken. To be cool, to relate, to forget the suburban depression and find a place where they belong. Every kid was doing it because the music spoke to them and it was the only thing they could relate to.
Drug of choice: prescriptions.
It was even said by Courtney Love, Cobain’s wife, that her and Cobain connected with the assistance of pills.
One of his main songs is “Lithium.” According to drugs.com, lithium is “used to treat the manic episodes of manic depression. Manic symptoms include hyperactivity, rushed speech, poor judgment, reduced need for sleep, aggression, and anger. It also helps to prevent or lessen the intensity of manic episodes.”
The sound is troubled and downtrodden; lines repeated of how he is “not gonna crack.”
Listen, watch and see how the crowd is reacting.