Kurt Was Here
Kurt Was Here
By: jbhthescots@mac.com, Categories: Words & Images, 1 comment



Load up on guns, bring your friends

It’s fun to lose and to pretend

She’s over bored and self assured

Oh no, I know a dirty word


These are, of course, the opening lines to Nirvana’s angst-fuelled anthem Smells Like Teen Spirit. And last Saturday, on the 20th anniversary of the death of Kurt Cobain, I – along with Leica compadre Don Fleming – headed over to the Nirvana frontman’s Lake Washington home, where he committed suicide in 1994; his body only discovered some 3 days later.


Cobain’s ashes were scattered in the nearby Wishkah River. As he has no grave, fans visit the sole park bench in Viretta Park – which borders the house where he used to live with Courtney Love – at the foot of E. John Street at 39th Avenue E., stretching down to Lake Washington Boulevard, to pay their respects. The bench has become the de facto memorial to Kurt, covered with graffiti messages to the grunge icon.


And last Saturday, on the anniversary day, a steady stream of Nirvana fans paid tribute to Kurt Cobain at the bench: They lit candles, left flowers, necklaces, messages, cigarettes and his favourite Rainier beer. A guy named Adam even left his shoe. Nevermind.


Leica M3 & 40mm Summicron-C

B+W Yellow Filter

Sekonic L-308S

Tri-X (@320)

HC-110 (Dil.B – 1:31 – 6.30 min)

Plustek 7600i & Vuescan



1 Comment

  • I remember that week well. I was training for the STP and rode my bike down Lake Washington Blvd often, past the Cobain House. Did you know that one of the most common questions at the library was "where is the house where Kurt Cobain killed himself?" I didn't even have to look it up.