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I don’t mean to start a trend with my last post mentioning the birthday of Henry Rollins, it was more of a coincidence since I had the idea for the post and then someone mentioned it so I posting it that day ties it all together. Like today someone mentioned it was Kurt Cobain’s birthday. He would have been 44. I’m not too good with remembering bdays in general, but the internet gives you less excuse to forget. I tend to think of Cobain on the anniversary of his death, April 4th. I was in the hospital at the time and heard about it on the radio my mother brought in. I hadn’t tried to kill myself, but I probably could have the way I was acting. Long story short, I was already not in the greatest of moods. No one at the hospital acknowledged it.

So I feel like mentioning it. I don’t like how people overstate or diminish his importance as a musician, or get way into the whole tragic romance thing of his death. He was like the guy, if you had serious depression issues, he was the King of Getting It. Even Trent Reznor’s schickt seemed like…schickt after a while. If this guy could get by, maybe you could too. Well, obviously he couldn’t. He even had a wife and kid and he still rocked. Seemed like a plausible model for “alternative” adulthood. Not necessarily mine, but the idea that you could grow up without growing out of everything you used to care about.

But he did stop caring, or cared way too much. Who knows. You can read whatever you want into it, but you are better off not. If you are fixated too much on Cobain and “alternative”, like nostalgia buffs and kids who were not even born then, you’re missing the bands that existed before that and kept going after. If you write off Nirvana entirely you are missing the big picture. They are a great gateway band if you start with them, and if you work backwards they tie a lot of threads together. “Alternative” never made sense as a musical movement. Ignore all the marketing terms. The only reason that term exists is that after Nirvana no one called themselves anything anymore. Like there were metalheads when I was a freshman in high school and people call themselves that now, but there were a few years there when it seemed like everyone listened to everything. But my memory gets a bit dodgy as I was on a whole lot of drugs. Don’t do drugs? I was on the good drugs not the Cobain drugs. What I’m saying is take the right amount of drugs. Shooting yourself in the head is definitely a bad idea in any circumstance. Most other things you could live to write a book about at least. Keith Richards is still alive writing books. Not that he shouldn’t be but there’s something deeply wrong about baby boomers still getting the last laugh in 2011. What the hell, Kurt?

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Isn’t it time for a new meta post?

No, no more meta posts. The whole thing turns into meta posts.

Well, the whole thing is turning into…this.

I got stuff.

Stuff, huh.

Yeah, there’s stuff coming up. Reviews.

You want to talk about stuff besides records, don’t you, you fuuuuuck.

Ah… maybe.

You’d have to change the name!

I could just take “RECORDS” out.

Doesn’t the other part mean “records”?

No. Not even close.

Should—

You shouldn’t.

What could it possibly…

Let’s move on.

Ok, just take out “RECORDS” then. Who cares?

Ehhh…

GOD. DAMNIT.

It’s so balanced. It just sits so there nicely.

You know what else would sit nicely? REVIEWS.

Not always.

Well…there’s only one way to find out.

Oh, we’ve found out.

Moving on…? It’s not just the name is it?

IS IT.

Stop that. You’re still fidgeting with the sidebar.

Yeah I was thinking about taking that video out.

That video may be the only thing good on this page!

Yeah, I really spent some time with the code so it would work there. Still.

I…was referring to the content.

Oh. Yes.

Have you seen what these posts look like in the feed?!

…

…?

Oh god.

Yep.

I’ll just be working on some posts then.

I think you mean reviews.

Reviews.

Of records.

Might as well be records.

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You know what, Twitter? I like you. You’re not like the other sites, here, on the internet.

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Oh no, not this again.

It’s not all bad is it?

Just stop with that.

Fine.

Your mission is a failure.

I get it. Ask a question.

What is there to even ask?

Now we’re getting somewhere…

No. NO. We’re not. It’s worse.

Worse than the old blogs?

So much worse. A little worse.

There’s only so much worse.

Yes.

We’ve found some common ground then.

We…aren’t enemies! I just…read the… Just review some records.

THIS ISN’T OVER.

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What is the purpose of this blog?

Oh…this?

I’ll ask the questions.

Sure.

Well?

I’m going to review my entire record collection.

Really?

Nah.

Fuck you.

Well, I’ll give it a shot.

Will you?

It’s hard to prioritize to be honest.

Goddamnit.

…

I hate you.

Let’s work this out.

If you can’t prioritize writing it, why would anyone prioritize reading it?

Now there is an excellent question.

Why…thank you.

No, fuck you.

What th—

I had to get you back for earlier.

You seemed to have taken it as part of a good-natured but verbally hostile exchange.

Yeah, but then I thought about it. And I wasn’t really paying attention.

Bu—

Don’t worry, I’ll make it a multi-parter.

F—

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