Remembering Kurt Cobain: We Hated Ourselves and Wanted To Die
Painstakingly blacking in band names on desks and copy books until every detail of a font face was engrained in my brain was certainly a habit that passed maths classes. Looking back these never strike me as more than glorified doodles. Alongside an NME special poster pull out of Kurt some of these are still etched into a panel on my bedroom wardrobe in my parents’ house. This very teenage art form of obsessive, almost mantra like dedication... Read More









