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Entry tags:
- date of story:1985,
- date of story:band era,
- date:1992,
- date:band era,
- decade of story:1980s,
- decade:1990s,
- media:lyrics & titles,
- media:magazine,
- media:quote,
- pairing:krist/kurt,
- pairing:other,
- person:buzz osborne,
- person:krist,
- person:kurt,
- topic:being a black sheep,
- topic:friendship,
- topic:graffiti & vandalism,
- topic:homosexuality,
- topic:music & bands,
- topic:nirvana,
- topic:punk rock,
- topic:race & racism,
- topic:sexuality,
- topic:social class,
- type:factual
Quote: Homosexual Sex Rules (1992)
""I don't think he [Kurt] had a hell of a lot of friends," [Matt] Lukin recalls. "He was always trying to start bands, but it was hard to find people who wouldn't flake out on him." [Buzz] Osborne introduced him to Novoselic, a shy youth so tall (he's six feet seven) that he bumped his head on the beams in Cobain's house. Cobain formed a band with this kindred spirit two years his senior. [...]
A vandal with a cause, Cobain loved to spray-paint the word "queer" on four-by-four trucks, the redneck vehicle of choice. Other favorite graffiti included "God is gay" and "Abort Nirvana Christ." In 1985, Novoselic, Osborne, and 18-year-old Cobain wrote "Homosexual Sex Rules" on the side of an Aberdeen bank (Osborne swears it said "Quiet Riot"). While Osborne and Novoselic hid in a garbage dumpster, Cobain was caught and arrested. A police report lists the contents of his pockets: a guitar pick, a key, a beer, a mood ring, and a cassette by the militant punk band Millions of Dead Cops."
-16 Apr 1992, Rolling Stone magazine
Archivist's note: Kurt listed Millions of Dead Cops as one of his top 50 favourite albums. Check out the lyrics to "America's So Straight" from the album Kurt had in his pocket.
America's So Straight
Millions of Dead Cops
Dead cops, dead cops, dead cops, dead cops
Down on the street
Giving poor the heat
With their clubs and guns
They do it all for fun
Dead cops, dead cops, dead cops, dead cops
Big, bad, and blue
They're in the Klan too
Brutality is their sport
Let's put 'em to the torch
Dead cops, dead cops, dead cops, dead cops
Rebel, rebel* on the street
Makeup on my face
Stockings on my feet
All the straights asking me "Why
Are you not a normal American guy?"
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
Call this the land of the free
Say it's the home of the brave
You know they call me a queen
Just another human being
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
Your authority and your power
Has turned us sick and sour
And your justice is a lie
And we're gonna fight until you die
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
Dead Cops, dead cops, dead cops
Watcha gonna do
The Mafia in blue
Huntin' for queers
N***ers and you
Dead cops, dead cops, dead cops, dead cops
Time for a switch
Army of the rich
Macho fuckin' slaves
We'll piss on your graves
Dead cops, dead cops, dead cops, dead cops
*Bowie reference