Smells Like Teen Squirrel
I remember where I was the day Cobain died. I was a freshman in college and had just gotten off my shift at the SUNY Albany University library. It was a beautiful April afternoon. I was walking back to the dorms – listening to my (heh) SONY Walkman (AM/FM Cassette tape, not a discman)… the news came over the radio…WPYX 106 Albany.
I stopped walking… not believing what I heard. (I’m not sure why NOT walking would make me hear better.) I got back to the dorm – it was obvious everyone heard the news . Groups of students mulling around the quad… talking, hugging, wondering why and how he’d take his own life.
Nevermind was on heavy rotation that evening… one of the few times I felt my generation had a shared experience.
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