Vandalism for Kurt.

Last night, our pal Andy mentioned that there is a bench in Seattle where Nirvana fans go to pay tribute to Kurt Cobain. With Google's assistance, I located it and, along with S's family, we started a dead rock star tour of Seattle today.



Stop 1: The Jimi Hendrix Memorial.

We first visited Jimi Hendrix's grave site, which felt stark and cold, in that way that only a cemetery can make me feel. For me, it just didn't seem quite fitting. I think I had envisioned something along the lines of Jim Morrison's grave at Pere Lachaise (which oddly has a really neat website)...

Afterwards, we drove to the rather wealthy neighborhood where Kurt Cobain lived and, subsequently, killed himself. We saw his house, visited Viretta Park, and wandered the neighborhood a bit. Just as Andy thought, there are two benches in the park covered in graffiti from fans. It is quite a time capsule. Mixed with posh homes and immaculate landscaping, it is an interesting and odd tribute to say the least. But, again, the 17-year old in me thought it was a pretty neat experience...

Stop 2: The house where Kurt lived and died.








Finally, after revisiting all that tragedy, we just had to play on the way back to the car...


Us, reflected in a mirror on Kurt Cobain's street.
Oh, and did I mention I upgraded to a 30D?