Cries & Whispers (Ingmar Bergman 1972)
You realize you are not alone, right? No one in their twenties has life figured out. It’s okay to be a mess. You’re living.
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I don’t talk a lot about my musical tastes on this blog as it’s mostly film based. However I’m going to make an exception in this case, Nirvana and Kurt Cobain were quite possibly the first band I really ever fell in love with when I was 13. My friend burnt me a copy of Nevermind and it blew my mind it was so different to the music I had been exposed to at the time. Most of which was what was on the radio in the late 90s and early 2000s. Nirvana aren’t my favourite band, yet I appreciate them so much because they helped me forge the music tastes I have today. Grunge is still a big part of the music I love and I can thank Nirvana and my friend for exposing me to this gloriously raw and visceral style of music.
Although I don’t remember the actual moment Kurt died, I was only 5, and 20 years have passed to the day tomorrow, it still saddens me greatly. Here was an immensely talented man crushed by his own fame. Nirvana may have been dead before he died, but there was no chance of a revival. No chance of hearing his art develop in whatever form it would have taken. A young girl left without a father, it’s always a story that will resonate with me and cause me sadness, regret and a realisation of what a horrible thing suicide is.
It may seem fan-boyish but I’d just like to thank Kurt and the rest of Nirvana for laying the foundation to my musical tastes and my artistic tastes as a whole. 20 years on and still such a profound influence to me and so many others.
Garth Marenghi’s Darkplace
Adventure time sums up the “nice guy” trope in a nutshell.
a portrait of me
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