Apparently there was a letter found in Kurt Cobain‘s wallet when he died, and that letter seemed to be either making fun of Courtney Love or hinting at bigger issues in their relationship – basically accusing her of being a bitch and “siphoning” his money to use for “whoring and doping”:
Of course, that could be seen as a playful thing, since his suicide note had her described as a “goddess”… who can say? Of course, this will just lend more fire to the conspiracy theorists who have been talking shit about Courtney and have always said it’s her fault he’s dead, etc. By the way, newsflash, guys: he killed himself. That’s personal choice. Not a great choice, but a personal one nonetheless. Also, uh… he was a drug addict, as well, so seems like he was siphoning his own money. Also also, why would she need his money for whoring? Don’t whores GET paid rather than pay out? I mean, semantics and all that, but… eh.
Kurt Cobain grew up in a bungalow built in the 1920′s in Aberdeen, Washington and if you’ve got $500,000 and a moment of temporary insanity, it can be yours. The house was just listed on The Agency, a real estate site. It’s a humble house, a far cry from Taylor Swift’s mansion. Here’s some more about the house.
1,522 square feet.
Lot size is 3,600.
Comes with Cobain memorabilia. “The home is still largely preserved, with many belongings of Kurt’s still in place. There are even marks and drawings on the walls made by Kurt, and pieces of original furniture including family dining table/hutch, Kurt’s childhood mattress, the rug in his room and more.”
In a “quiet, residential neighborhood.”
Only 3 blocks from the Kurt Cobain Memorial Park.
1 car garage where “Kurt Cobain and Krist Novoselic practiced when they first got a band together in the late 1980s.”
Yeah, Kurt Cobain is a legendary musician, but half a million for a house with only 1 bathroom? Hell no.
Settle in, everyone. Maybe grab a glass of wine, let your hair down, and slip into something more comfortable, because Courtney Love is about to regale us with the beautiful tale of the greatest romance of the twentieth century:
The first time Kurt and I slept together was at a Days Inn in Chicago. We were having our first postcoital moment, and we’re watching MTV and the video ["Smells Like Teen Spirit"] came on. I pulled away from him, because it was his video, his moment, he was the king of the f*cking world, and he put his arm around me and pulled me closer. Which was symbolic, like, “I’m letting you into my life.” That really endeared him to me. The next time I saw the video with him was at the Omni Northstar Hotel in Minneapolis. I’d flown there to f*ck Billy Corgan, who still had lots of hair. I didn’t even know Nirvana were playing that night. Kurt and I wound up at the Northstar, and our daughter, Frances, was basically made that night. “Smells Like Teen Spirit” was on MTV every five f*cking minutes.
So sweet, right? Did that story give you goosebumps too? My favorite was the part where they conceived Frances on the night that Courtney flew in to sex up Billy Corgan. What was yours?
“Kurt had more presence and more beauty than Brad Pitt – who wanted to play Kurt, by the way. He was a leader, he was strong, in fact he was well fucking hung, if you really want to know.
I know that there are a ton of people who will hear this and then cry while masturbating, and that’s who this is for. Kurt was packing, ladies and gentlemen. Let that little tidbit of good news carry you through the evening and into your Friday. God bless.
So this past Tuesday was the 17th death anniversary of Nirvana’s Kurt Cobain, and for me, it kind of passed without much notice. My husband is a hardcore Nirvana fan and I am not (sometimes I wonder what I see in him at all – I’m totally kidding, he’s really great in bed), and we were talking yesterday about how fucking old we both felt knowing that Kurt Cobain was made to eat a gun almost two decades ago. Old, right? OLD.
Anyway, 30 Seconds to Mars’ Jared Leto (or if you remember Kurt Cobain’s ‘suicide,’ My So-Called Life‘s Jared Leto) did some kind of pseudo-audition tape for a Kurt Cobain biopic that he’s hoping will be made so he could star in it. This? Was the result. I actually thought it was pretty good.
What do you guys think of Leto as Cobain? I mean, I always thought Jared was a pretty OK actor, and really, who would do nineties-grunge better than Jordan Catalano (aside from Kurt Cobain, but guys? He’s dead). Love it? Hate it? Are you still crying about Cobain today?
We knew it was only a matter of time until we saw some sort of creative effort from the daughter of Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain. Frances, under the name “Fiddle Tim” recently held an exhibition of her sketches called “Scumfuck”.
While I personally don’t find the above drawing to be much more than an advanced notebook doodle, Frances’ work is being praised by critics and family members alike. Her mother said on Twitter, “I adore my daughter and miss her. But that scumfuck stuff is cool.” Well, alright.
What do you think of Frances’ art? Do you think it shows potential or are you also wondering when we’ll be allowed to stop pretending like we care?