I was. It was unlike anything I ever saw before or after. People likened it to being there when the statues moved. Kurt was a god and we worshipped at his feet.
Kev was there. We had a set to. Went toe to toe out the back for about 15 minutes. I grabbed his girl that he was with, Gemma something or other, he lost it. I gave as good as I got but he nearly killed me if I’m honest, he was a hardy fucker for a 14 year old. I pulled a knife but he got me in a headlock and I blacked out. He was gone when I came to, and all that was left was a crude flyer with his bebo page scrawled on the back. We’ve been close friends ever since. I’d kill for him now.
I regret not going to see them in the Top Hat in Kingstown. Pal of mine was a Sonic Youth fan and asked me to go along but I had another engagement and declined.
I’ve had Nevermind blaring in the car all morning. The strange thing is that I hadn’t realised it was Kurt’s anniversary until about 10 mins ago when I had my first look on here today.
On the weekend Nirvana played the Point in 1992 I made a decision that will haunt me for the rest of my days. Part of me thinks Kurt got wind of this decision and never recovered. I was only a cub Kurt. Please forgive me.