So, what does Paul McCartney have in common with Kurt Cobain? Nothing right? I mean, Kurt was inadvertently cool and humble and his voice sounded like a bag of rocks dragging across the surface of an open container of margarine.
McCartney, on the other hand, was the FCC’s safest official choice to perform at the Superbowl after Nipplegate.
I say this after learning that McCartney would join Dave Grohl, Krist Novoselic and Pat Smear for at the 12-12-12 Hurricane Sandy relief concert, because why the fuck not, I guess? Continue reading “Fans Yell ‘RAPE ME’ as Paul McCartney Becomes Kurt Cobain”