Today,
to use the term "anniversary" yesterday marking the 25th year since the death of Ian Curtis , was a mishab. Anniversary in my ears, means celebrating, celebrating means a uplifted spirit, a nice day, something...good. Though he chose suicide as a way out, the ultimate choise, you could say: hey, he did his thing, and this world is all about choises, so why not celebrate? Because its too early, I`d say. Celebrate is something you do hundreds of years after somebody noteworthy dies, like with HCA thing in DK these days. You have all kinds of jerks performing shit in his name, and somebody whips the cream and run away richer but calls it culture.
But not now. Not 25 years. His presence, voice, lyrics still holds a contemporary approach, and celebrations tend to forget the depths of work and up the icon. Which just beasiclly means: I dont celebrate, I sit back, listen to some tracks - contemplating. Concluding in general there is nothing to celebrate.


"Here are the young men, the weight on their shoulders,Here are the young men, well where have they been?We knocked on the doors of Hell's darker chamber,Pushed to the limit, we dragged ourselves in,Watched from the wings as the scenes were replaying,We saw ourselves now as we never had seen.Portrayal of the trauma and degeneration,The sorrows we suffered and never were free."

from decades