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I Don’t Mind If I Don’t Have a Mind
You know you’re old when songs from the bands of your youth begin showing up in tv commercials. You know the world is doomed when the band whose songs are showing up in said commercials is one that made opposition to vapid, pointless consumerism its rallying cry.
No, that wasn’t a horrible nightmare you had, you actually did hear Nirvana’s “Breed” in an ad for Major League Baseball 2K7. Apparently, Courtney Love sold off some of Nirvana’s publishing rights. Granted, her own pathetic musical career shat the bed years ago, but is she really that hard up for meth money? I used to refer to her as the “Gen-X Yoko,” but now I’m thinking that the comparison is unfair. Sure, Yoko broke up the Beatles and has no appreciable musical talent of her own, but at least she never whored out her dead husband’s music to make a buck.
It’s true that many other bands have licensed their music for use in MLB 2k7, but without exception, all of them are either washed up, useless has-beens or hopeless never-will-be’s milking every last ducat out of their 15 seconds. And none of them (with the possible exception of the exceedingly washed-up Pixies) occupied as important a place in musical history as Nirvana did.
I remember being very, very angry the day I heard that Kurt Cobain had killed himself. Like millions of other fans to whom Nirvana’s music had given some hope that the world was perhaps not entirely pointless, I felt let down. Now I realize that I may have been too hard on him. After all, if I was married to Courtney Love, I probably would’ve put a shotgun in my mouth too.
