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Blackpill Kurt Cobain is a genius

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All musicians are faggots
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One of the worst takes I've ever heard kek
 
Elliott Smith mogs Kurt hard. Fun fact, they both owned the same guitar at some point
 
Elliott Smith mogs Kurt hard. Fun fact, they both owned the same guitar at some point
I've only heard a few songs by him. Forreal? Was it an acoustic?
 
honestly if he was a chad his cunt gf or wife wouldnt of treated him so badly
Correct. Dude was sort of beta. Def non NT and didn't have a big frame. It was over.
 
Correct. Dude was sort of beta. Def non NT and didn't have a big frame. It was over.
yeah frame is just as important as face/skull shape if not more actually but yeah it was over 5ft8 is shit
 
Listen to his lyrics. He is one of the best lyricists I've ever heard.
lyrics are made up nonsense. He was a relate-to-me artist. There are more relatable songs with less poetric lyricism to them. If he sung about what he cared about it would be 'i hate being sober, i just want to be high' 90 times in a row. Instead he made stuff up that is meant to be relatable and you relate to it cus there's nothing more accurate to your life. Mainstream don't make incelpain music, representing true loneliness is controvercial to them
fuck that chad
 
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lyrics are made up nonsense. He was a relate-to-me artist. There are more relatable songs with less poetric lyricism to them. If he sung about what he cared about it would be 'i hate being sober, i just want to be high' 90 times in a row. Instead he made stuff up that is meant to be relatable and you relate to it cus there's nothing more accurate to your life. Mainstream don't make incelpain music, representing true loneliness is controvercial to them
What separates his music from a lot of others is that he leaves the music up to interpretation. His lyrics are meticulously important. Like a modern day edgar allan poe.
 
What separates his music from a lot of others is that he leaves the music up to interpretation. His lyrics are meticulously important. Like a modern day edgar allan poe.
that separates his music from nobodies music. All artists do that, it's the model of pop music. He is a better writer but the topics are the same.
It's the model of pop music. Leave it up to interperetation, never be specific, because if he wrote about what made him sad, 3 people would relate to it and people he lifemogged like us would get lifemogged and hate it
 
He was a legend and a genius. Just doing drugs everyday and producing music. Real shit
 
I do not understand why whites passed from sophisticated music to this vomitous and noise music.
You're free to listen to garbage classical music anytime you wish. If pretentious bullshit is your jam
 
His voice is garbage tier but it got its charm
 
Making absolute nonsense. You are just hating rap because it has nigger-origins, but the best rappers are, were and will always be white people.


View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nq-Axe_y8HE


Here’s the translation:

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Yeah
This one’s for all the teenagers out there
It’s hard to think clearly
Too many lies, too much information

There are so many decisions, you don’t know what to do,
So many worries, you have to grow up
So many temptations offering goods and pleasure,
Those billboards tell you what to wear and who you should be,
You feel clumsy and lose your way amidst the chaos,
Hearing bells that call you without knowing where
You suddenly believe what your people in the neighborhood say,
But at home, your family thinks the exact opposite,
So many pressures, visions of experts,
So many opinions, who’s right?
Thirst in the desert, black and white, no middle ground,
Even if you try to find the truth, it’s a mystery,
They say: there’s no sincerity, everything’s a lie.
You reflect, breathe, tired of swallowing your words,
And in the park, those crazy dealers pass by smiling,
They say, “Throw away that notebook, don’t waste your time,”
Everyone argues about religion and politics,
They give lessons in ethics, but Dad’s a banker,
And many say they’re the worst kind,
That in Spain, they’re piranhas stealing your money.
You look up at the sky and wonder why,
When no one sees what you live, you lose faith,
In doing the right thing—it’s normal to be stressed in a world
Where the one who’s supposed to save you is the most corrupt.

You talk, but you’re invisible,
You cry, but you’re invisible,
And if you keep running, unable to feel free,
Confused and so sensitive.
You scream, but you’re invisible,
You search, but you’re invisible,
You keep running, unable to feel free,
Confused and so sensitive.

Too many “buts,” zeros,
Too much steel dealing blows,
Too many Julys like Januarys,
And who to trust? You’re left with dousing your soul in questions,
Putting them together and negotiating.
You want to study, but the teacher humiliates you,
You leave class, and as you pass by, they trip you up,
The simplest things get complicated, but you don’t give up,
Even though your graduate brother works at McDonald’s.
You tune in to the radio, and your skin prickles,
So many corrupt ministers with accounts in Switzerland,
And you’re supposed to have a family and fight for them,
When everyone around you is choking with the noose around their neck.
Who holds the baton, the absolute truth?
Who separates the honest from the assholes?
How to leave disputes behind,
And those simple-minded friends,
Who only talk about girls, football, and weekend partying?
Everyone gives up, settles down.
Who should set the example?
They steal first—a “I love you” followed by a “fuck you.”
And the trend in class now is to see who’s the coolest,
Who gets the most tattoos, who fucks the best ass,
Where’s the world everyone promised you?
While you come home, confused again,
You turn on the TV, and the situation is tragic—
They go from Hollywood glamour to the war in Africa.

You talk, but you’re invisible,
You cry, but you’re invisible,
And if you keep running, unable to feel free,
Confused and so sensitive.
You scream, but you’re invisible,
You search, but you’re invisible,
You keep running, unable to feel free,
Confused and so sensitive.

__

Better lyrics, better rythm and better music overall than "grunge" shit.

jfl at this dude thinking spic rap is better than nirvana LMAO
 
You're free to listen to garbage classical music anytime you wish. If pretentious bullshit is your jam
You clearly have no ears.
 

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