On Friday, my cousin JD and his friend Dave flew in from Michigan and we dressed up and went out for a bit, but the night failed miserably as all of us were too tired to be out. On Saturday they decided to drive up to Vancouver for a little extravaganza on their own and Nik, Erica and I decided to try celebrating Halloween once more. We got in our grungiest, early-90's attire (ripped jeans, long underwear, etc.) and drove over to the park next to Kurt Cobain's old house. Recently, we brought our friend Heather there and saw what appeared to be an animal sacrifice laying on the bench. I still have a hard time understanding how chopping a rats head off and smearing the blood on a bench brings you closer to a dead celebrity, but we're talking about Halloween.
Nik brought a guitar so we could play some Nirvana hymns and feel really deep. It was really dark in the park and a ton of traffic kept driving by. I felt more like we were trying to be in Blair Witch Project than remembering Kurt. After awhile Nik roamed off and Erica and I equated that with her version of Gus Van Sant's craptacular movie "Last Days." It was quite a touching moment for all of us.
Here are some photos:
Kurt's bench (that he probably never sat on)
Nik remembering Kurt
"...the sun is gone, but I have a light..." - Kurt
"Don't you think these bright blue gloves add to my serious grunge attire?"
It's exhausting being this deep.
Oh, and the dead rat from our visit with Heather. Unfortunately, the camera didn't catch the dangling head on the other side.
Peace, Love & Empathy,
Jen-
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