We already know the story: Boy starts band, band becomes famous, Boy changes the face of music, Boy can’t deal with the pressures of fame, Boy offs himself and becomes a patron…
We already know the story: Boy starts band, band becomes famous, Boy changes the face of music, Boy can’t deal with the pressures of fame, Boy offs himself and becomes a patron saint for tortured artists everywhere. Somewhere in this tragic story was some truly kick-ass music. Even middle school-age me, who preferred more laidback pop fare like Roxette and Celine Dion, was rocking out to “Smells Like Teen Spirit” whenever it came on the radio.
