(fact checking invited) He sent a driver to (ever rainy)Washington ( right outside K.C's home *that DAY.* ) *. . .* that Driver waited there ● for over *9* hours ( back to *Tomnedreb* Playlists ◇ cheers ALL )
This shit is perfect, the performance, the visuals, the camera angles....this tune hits you...like a fucking train. When stipe offered to have Kurt stay with him and collaborate, just get away from the circus that was his life at that point. I wish he would have. Imagine how amazing that would be. Imagine Kurt cobain on monster?
I was 19 when Kurt died. He was the reason I started playing in a band when i was 17 and have been playing music till this day as a 45 yr old . Bums me out so much still . He was a great songwriter and voice . Would of loved to see how he would of evolved . Sad.....
I had the pleasure of working at Gumby's Pizza, right across the street from 40 watt when owned by Mr. Buck. Someone from there came over and asked if we'd like to see their final warmup before the Document tour. A sheet of blotter appeared and one of the most memorable nights of my life ensued. Ten feet, literally not figuratively, from the band performing the album. Awesome.
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I’d always heard “Clumsy crawling out of my skin” as “worms are crawling out of my skin”, referencing drug use, etc. until I heard this live. And then it gave me an entirely different perspective of the song’s closing. It’s crazy how just a few words can change something like that.
The way this video is recorded reminds me of the REMTV documentary. I’m sure Michael had a emotional time singing this song, long live Kurt long live REM, long live Nirvana
I absolutely love how the tempo is slow but his playing seems so unbridled and frenetic. I think he’s playing that particular guitar as it was meant to be played.
mike stipe admitted that the session the had planned was an excuse to get him away form all the bullshit that was going on in his life in that last year all the bs with Courtney and the media....... I wish he would have just gotten up and got on a plan and got a way and played with stipe .... was a great guy not to many ppl left in this world like kurt
Michael and Kurt would have made such sweet music. Don't think the world could cope with how beautiful it would have been. They could have saved the world from some the garbage music today
Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter And promises are sweet We hold out our pans with our hands to catch them We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up Hey, let me in Hey, let me in I only wish that I could hear you whisper down Mister fisher moved to a less peculiar ground He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around To say goodbye, nice try Hey, let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, let me in Let me in I had a mind to try to stop you Let me in, let me in And I've got tar on my feet and I can't see all the birds Look down and laugh at me, clumsy, crawling out of my skin Hey, let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, let me in Hey, let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Hey, let me in
I thought, that's not Peter Buck on guitar. Doesn't move like Peter Buck, doesn't have the right hair. Thanks to following the link below provided by Martin Pesl, I learned it was Mike Mills, playing Kurt's guitar strung backwards (as Kurt was left-handed).
"Let Me In" Yeah all those stars drip down like butter And promises are sweet We hold out our pans with our hands to catch them We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in I only wish that I could hear you whisper down, Mister fisherman, to a less peculiar ground He gathered up his loved ones and he brought them all around To say goodbye, Nice try. Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Yeah yeah yeah Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in I had a mind to try to stop you Let me in. Let me in Well, I got tar on my feet and I can't see all the birds look down and laugh at me Clumsy, crawling out of my skin Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Yeah yeah yeah Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in Yeah yeah yeah Heyyyyyyyyyyy, let me in
