Kurt Cobain, one of the most iconic and beloved musicians of all-time, experienced near Beatlemania status in the early to mid-ninties with his band, Nirvana, prior to his suicide on April 5, 1994. Cobain was hailed as the spokesperson of Generation X, an alienated and fed-up slice of America’s youth, and he hated how much he loved the title. Bashing mercilessly on the strings of his guitar and screeching and shouting and even burping into the microphone, Cobain captured the very essence of what the pissed off and too-far-gone teenage masses felt; he cut to their core with his metal-punk (coined as “grunge”) riffs, which laid restlessly underneath his growling and raspy, but nevertheless catchy, vocal melodies.
He was just what they needed, and he came at the perfect time. Just when painting had become complacent, Van Gogh turned everything on its head; as soon as the proper place of literature in society had been defined, Thoreau wrote Civil Disobedience; once music ceased to be music, Kurt Cobain jump-started the industry with an overdose of adrenaline. And it was an overdose…