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Having been absent for some time, a Hebden Bridge weekend excursion
forces my fingers to pound my keyboard once again. Perusing a vintage
clothes shop, I came across a pair of black Dolcis shoes helpfully
labelled “90s” for anyone not in the know. Recalling the brand
made me feel my age and the sober walk home through a booze-drenched
Leeds city centre did little to help. I returned home to a Kurt
Cobain tribute show, marking the twentieth anniversary since his
suicide.
Back in the 90s I was shopping in Dolcis and avidly listening to
Nirvana, shocked and heartbroken by Kurt's death. At the time living
in my teen bubble, the news seemed like the most important global
story and I was sure my loyalty to my favourite band would remain
strong throughout my adult life. Today, I still have magazine
features published directly after the tragedy and continue to listen
to their music but if you ask me what my favourite track is, I
struggle to remember what songs come from which album.
Turning 35 this year is a depressing thought but an inevitable
marking of time I'm going to have to resign myself to. I'm not sure
I've visually aged as much as Krist Novoselic but my lifestyle has
slowed in many ways and my outlook certainly altered. Just in the
last few months, to a small degree, I've learnt to prioritise and
with my exceedingly packed work schedule, have forced myself to limit
on-line life. I'm now teaching kids born in the late nineties and
surely this alone is enough to make me accept my age. With a wedding
on the horizon, I'm gradually becoming the adult I perhaps should
have been some time ago but taking the more mature OAP approach
“Slowly, slowly...”
