It was late one night in January 1992, and my friend Kris was sleeping over. We always stayed up to watch SNL, eager to catch Chris Farley, Adam Sandler, Chris Rock, and the rest of the gang like we did almost every week. This night, however, was different. A band called Nirvana was performing. Like so many other teenagers, we had been inundated with MTV’s relentless barrage of Smells Like Teen Spirit, which aired every hour on the hour over the previous few months. I was sick of the fucking song. MTV had ruined it, and we knew they were going to play it again on........

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