I’ve never been a fan of Curt Kobain, or Nirvana for that matter (although Dave Grohl seems to be a genuinely great guy and the Foo Fighters can write circles, songwriting-wise, around Nirvana), and today didn’t help. I heard Killing Joke’s “Eighties” (written in 1985). Come as you are? Come on.
“Truly I tell you,” Jesus continued, “no prophet is accepted in his hometown.” ~ Luke 4:24
True that, Uncle Jesus…true that. And you would know. But so much for all that.
It’s September, which means we survived another summer. Congratulations. Some days, a summer goes by, and one’s fingers don’t move fast enough across a keyboard.