Showing posts with label Nirvana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nirvana. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Aneurysm - Nirvana - Smells Like Teen Spirit B-side - 1991

The other version of this song. Only slightly different, but worth having.

Aneurysm - Nirvana - Incesticide - 1992

Because I am a big enough music nerd to do things like this, I have often looked up the lyrics to certain songs that were hard to understand...only to find that what I thought were the lyrics were in fact, not the lyrics. Sure, that's not an uncommon experience...but what's especially disappointing is when I like my misunderstood lyrics better than the actual lyrics. With Cobain's distinctive delivery style, Nirvana has always been a treasure trove for misunderstood lyrics. But none have disappointed me quite like this one.

For most of my life (well since 1992) I have thought that the lyrics at the end of this song were "She keeps a puppet string to my heart" which is a great metaphor! And it's particularly apt, if you apply it to the facts of Cobain's life. Sadly, the lyrics are actually "She keeps it pumping straight to my heart" which sounds rather like the lyrics from the song in a Mountain Dew commercial.

Why must all my heroes disappoint me? Why God, why?!?

Friday, April 25, 2008

All Apologies - Nirvana - In Utero - 1993

Man, Nirvana...okay...so here is my In Utero story:

I had tickets to see Nirvana at Dayton's Hara Arena in October of 1993, but I had a date. I figured, "hey, they'll be back around." and gave the tickets away. Who knew, right? The girl I went on a date with ended up being my girlfriend for many years. In hindsite, I would have been better served going to the concert. But you learn...I guess.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

About A Girl - Nirvana - Bleach - 1989

I'll save the rant about Nirvana for another time...honestly, I love this song too much to even let the past 14 years of music history ruin it for me.

Plus, that simple little Em - G shuffle was so useful in appearing impressive in high school. As long as you could work through the "I can see you every night" part, you were good to go.

Shame that it's the tepid unplugged version that most people are familiar with. Plug it in, bitches.