Stories Since this time I have very little desire to write a piece I wrote for recovery MusicBoom in 2004, the tenth anniversary of the death of Kurt Cobain
Intro A depressed child of a depressed small town America . A blond bob screaming at the microphone staring into space. A handful of songs from the pop underground sound from there to 
short become the sound of the decade. An end announced and planned. Violent. As befits the beautiful and damned. Ten years ago, a shot put an end to the young life of Kurt Cobain. Since then have been the copious exegesis and taxes. The market and the media have cannibalized his figure, transforming it into an icon to worship, and accounted for.
Ten years are relatively few, but let us read this parable with the separation and the critical spirit necessary to try to understand the story of Nirvana. We still have his music, and there is an awareness that the blow to his head has deprived us of one of the greatest talents of contemporary music.
I swear I do not have a gun - Songs that burned down a generation.
Smells like teen spirit gave me membership, made me feel part of a whole. Parto contemporary reviews, some preserved, and I must say that on balance in a few hailed as the second album by Nirvana was a masterpiece. I put more emphasis on the alleged betrayal that Cobain and company to the indie movement perpetrated by signing for the David Geffen Co
although some felt assured that the clearance was behind
Thurston Moore (who would soon to press for Geffen, with its
Sonic Youth, the formidable Dirty). In short, however, understood that this would have had to come from there, a powerful effect: the sound of the underground became mainstream. With all that entailed. After a decade of music 'synthetic', from commercial radio, the youth meeting places, clubs, began again to roar guitars. E it was
Smells Like Teen Spirit
, with that riff in more than four agreements and the arpeggio of the stanza to worthily represent the tip of the iceberg. 
Nevermind sounds dated now-but-not-too and retains its innate power of expression. It affects the maturity of the young songwriting Cobain, capable of decent lyrics (often autobiographical), and all the more striking soul pop. And as if the Doolittle Pixies, the Melvins
from Seattle, the
Mould of Husker Du
& Hart, the generational Rem already been broken down and discarded in these devastating songs-by-three-minute
. Pop gems that are the sum of Cobain thought, some of which will prove irresistible hits of: Something in the Way obscure
to smash
Come As You Are, the 'ball' Lithium
the stinging Territorial Pissing
, the deadliest attack of the Drain You diverted In Bloom, Nevermind curls twelve songs of disarming simplicity, able to communicate to a generation eager and orphan of myths, far beyond the simple connection of the notes and words.
We said short songs and devastating, but has little punk. The guitars are in fact owes more to a certain sound hard, incidentally consistent with that other disks in the same period but, unlike their colleagues, Nirvana eliminate everything that is useless. C'avete this
The Stranger by Camus? There is a word or a comma too many in the book of great French-Algerian writer. So it is with Nevermind: 33 minutes (duration net, not to mention the annoying ghost track) really amazing. Stylistically exceeds anything, everything is packaged to perfection, but Nevermind is actually a short circuit that part of the groundwater for branded an entire decade. The predecessor
Bleach now sounds decidedly more outdated, but has all the germs that infect pop records to come. Still affected by some hard-rock and not 'mediated' (perceived urgency and unrefined punk alien disks later) turns out to be very naive on the whole, despite some tracks clearly indicate who the boss is that the composer Cobain on all the whining and move
About a girl, soaked pop prodigy Tavor. But the angular
School is not bad.
If some of my colleagues at that time gave the most convincing early prints, Bleach is also true that turns out to be, in hindsight, an exciting portrait of the artist as a young man, already capable of giving shape to the confusion and paranoia of a nation excluded youth. Unripe, raw, but poetic. On 22 February 1994 festeggiai my eighteenth birthday by getting the Nirvana concert in Rome. He was recently released In Utero , preceded by a year before prescindibile collection of b-sides and rarities
Incesticide (also useful to understand the phenomenon, however, Nirvana) and I felt rather weak. Over time I changed my mind. I listened to these days and it seemed a largely successful attempt to follow up to Nevermind. The system remains the same, the sound changes a little but it seems that the band has musical references are broader lie in rock history. It is a blasphemy to consider the Beatles to refrain
Serve the Servants of
ol'arpeggio All Apologies. Even Cobain In Utero songs in a row makes more than perfect, even the tunes hit the mark here but, in some cases, the creativity of our beginning to show a certain weariness is the trivial case of Rape Me, which seems almost Smells like teen spirit of caricature, with the same structure and the Agreements substantially reversed. From the perspective of the lyrics but there is a doubt in
step forward, as if Kurt had understood the social role despite his acting. I seem to have called the X generation ... well, In Utero could be a kind of breviary, a little red book, but ... black, due to the anguish of which are full songs. The fact remains that at this time there are far more memorable releases of the expected new album of Nirvana (a few months after it is wonderful that
Mighty Joe Moon, with its look at the folk tradition of the United States, easily exceeds the epic grunge, while in another context, the infection begins to chronic post-rock).
After the shot comes out the Unplugged in New York, MTV
weblog. I remember that I bought it, annoyed by overexposure and the distortions that usually follow after the death of a musician. I admit that I have discovered it later, and I regret it. Because I believe that it is a masterpiece. Cobain, Grohl
Novoselick
and finally build the ideal size to songs that express fragility hitherto unthinkable and finally prove - to the many who doubted him - to be great players. The cello counterpoints the naked voice of Kurt, ever so deep and ever so touching. The acoustic arrangements increase the thickness of the songs, but without violating the spirit. The cover choices are all hit with a special mention for Where Did You Sleep Last Night Leadbelly
of . The grunge is not about anything any more: it is just great pop songs so much fell into their years seem now to be universal. And only ten years will have passed. Put well as metaphysical side (Cobain screaming "
I swear I do not have a gun " mica is easy to swallow) and you have one of the best live ever.
For myself, the story ends here. Everything Else (live, best of, unprecedented, gossip, books) I know not by design.
Melicucco (RC) - Fight the good faith of the beautiful family that wants to light at all costs on the death of small Gianluca, who died last week following an incident on June 6 last year on the road Provincial linking to Melicucco Polistena. The suspicion is that beautiful family at the 'Riuniti Hospital where the boy was admitted to hospital has not done enough to prevent the death of the child. Then there is the possibility that soon made the appropriate checks are the responsibility of doctors and nurses. 
Yeah, everything has been said about Nirvana ... As I said, I prefer from Nevermind. I remember