One of the joys of being middle aged is that I can enjoy both of these songs. If you don't get the beauty of Paul Anka's treatment of Kurt Cobain's anthem to troubled youth, you're too young. If you don't get the angst of Cobain's performance, you're too old. If the juxtaposition of these performances doesn't make you laugh, you're not awake.
Here it is - proof that music, like language, is infinitely malleable.
"If the juxtaposition of these performances doesn't make you laugh, you're not awake."
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i have to say, sans coffee, anka is definitely easier on the ears.
I feel quite sure that Cobain never imagined that Paul Anka would sing this song. Kurt maybe just rolling a little in that grave.
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cce,
Kurt may be rocking - er, I mean rolling - in his grave but I suspect that he'd have to chuckle.