Kurt
Donald Cobain was Born 20th Febuary 1967. He was a Bright and
receptive boy and showed musical interest at the age of 2. He played
his Mickey Mouse drums to the old recordings of the Monkees and the
Beatles.
Unfortunately Kurt was a rather Hyperactive boy, Hyperactivity was
just another way to describe an inquisitive, enthusiastic and
intelligent child. He was prescribed Ratlin, an Amphetamine, a drug to
counter Hyperactivity.
When He was 9, in 1975, Kurt's parents divorced and he had to live
with his mother, this was when he was diagnosed with having a series
of allergies which churned his stomach and was said to cause
behavioural problems. In later life kurt was heard to say 'I had a
really good childhood until I was 9 when a classic case of divorce
really affected me.'
After one year of the split, Kurt ran to his Father's trailer home in
Montesano after his Mother became involved with a new boyfriend. He
became depressed and withdrawn. His father, Donald remarried in a year
in Feb '78. He had a diferent mother and siblings so he felt more
like an outsider. This feeling was expressed in his later
works.
Kurt got his first guitar in 1981 when he was 14. He then attended
Montesano High school where he met Buzz Osborne and Mat Lukun who
played in the Melvins who were a small time local band, he also met
Chris Novoselic(later Krist) who later became
the Melvins' drummer.
After moving between relatives he eventually moved in with his
mother, Wendy, at 17 who had remarried to Pat O'Connor in May
'84.
Drugs were easy to come by in a boring town and soon he was
smoking Hash. By '86 he had tried Heroin and he carried on
experimenting with drugs for the rest of his life. He graffitied
'Homo-Sex Rules' on the wall of a bank because he was against homophobia. One of Kurt's friends
turned out to be Gay and they could not remain friends. At 18 he
dropped out of school two weeks before graduation and turning down
two art scholarships, deciding his destiny lay in music.
When Kurt had gone through a number of bands he started Nirvana.
When he was in Nirvana he met Courtney Love who played in a band
called 'Hole.' They got married on 24th Feb '92 and had a baby girl,
Frances Bean Cobain on 19th August '92.
On 4th March '94, a few months before he commited suicide, Kurt
took an overdose of Heroin and was in a Coma for 2 days. This was most probably an early suicide attempt. When he
awoke, the first thing he did was to write was 'Get these fucking tubes out of
my nose!'
He commited suicide on 5th April '94 by shooting himself with a
shot gun in the mouth, although some people believe that he was murdered in some way or another. This is not my belief but he left a rather lengthy suicide
note. He was found in his garden shed by a passer by.
These are two versions of pictures one
of his favorite guitars, it was used on a poster.
I thought I'd put this picture on here, It's on my Nirvana T-Shirt!
Kurt
Cobain's Suicide Note
To Boddah Speaking from the tongue of an experienced
simpleton who
obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This
note
should be pretty easy to understand. All the warnings from the punk
rock
101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall
we
say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of
your
community has proven to be very true. I haven't felt the excitement
of
listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing
for
too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things.
For
example when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar
of
the crowd begins, it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for
Freddy
Mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the love and adoration from
the
crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I
can't
fool you, any one of you. It simply isn't fair to you or me. The
worst
crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and
pretending
as if I'm having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a
punch-in
time clock before I walk out on stage. I've tried everything within
my
power to appreciate it (and I do, God, believe me I do, but it's
not
enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and
entertained
a lot of people. I must be one of those narcissists who only
appreciate
things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly
numb in
order to regain the enthusiasm I once had as a child. On our last
three
tours, I've had a much better appreciation for all the people I've
known
personally and as fans of our music, but I still can't get over
the
frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There's good
in all
us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes
me feel
too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces,
Jesus
man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know! I have a goddess of a
wife
who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too
much of
what I used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she
meets
because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies
me to
the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought
of
Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that
I've
become. I have it good, very good, and I'm grateful, but since the
age of
seven, I've become hateful towards all humans in general. Only
because it
seems so easy for people to get along and have empathy. Only because
I love
and feel sorry for people too much I guess. Thank you all from the
pit of
my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the
past
years. I'm too much of an erratic, moody, baby! I don't have the
passion
anymore, and so remember, it's better to burn out than to fade away.
Peace,
Love, Empathy. Kurt Cobain Frances and Courtney, I'll be at your
altar.
Please keep going Courtney, for Frances. For her life, which will be
so
much happier without me. I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!
Playing in the Background is 'Very Ape'
