9/30/89 - Cabaret Metro, Chicago, IL.
(Via: EMPMuseum): NEWS! Our exhibit will remain open for all of 2014. Now here’s a pic of Kurt Cobain in Portland from 1989.
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In Utero (20th Anniversary) - Here.
"Last call everrrr!” a bartender hollered minutes before Maxwell’s, the Hoboken club that booked and nurtured bands including R.E.M. and Nirvana, closed its doors for the last time early Thursday morning. A block party raged outside the music hub the preceding afternoon as a soundcheck teased what would be the evening’s standout: a reunion 35 years in the making.
Reached at his home by phone, J Mascis of Dinosaur Jr. recalled a disarming and encouraging crowd the night in 1986 they opened for Steve Albini’s Big Black.
"It’s just the first place we ever felt welcomed as a band," he said, adding that he met Sonic Youth’s Kim Gordon and Thurston Moore that night. “It wasn’t so easy for us to find any fans. So that was like the most sympathetic audience we’d ever played.”
Nirvana played twice at Maxwell’s, once in 1989 and another time in 1990.
..or there. Bleach, 20th Anniversary.
Take a look back at Nirvana’s 2009 20th Anniversary ‘Deluxe Edition’ of Bleach. You can order the band’s first Sub Pop album below.
"When I write a song, the lyrics are the least important subject. I can go through two or three different subjects in a song and the title can mean absolutely nothing at all." - Kurt Cobain, 1989.
Kurt Cobain inside Nirvana’s van on their first East Coast tour.
"I keep the crucifix so that I can stick it out the window and scare pedestrians." - Kurt Cobain.
"We don’t have enough songs. We dropped five songs from "Bleach" (Mr. Moustache, Sifting, Paper Cuts, Downer and Swap Meet) off the set the week after we recorded it. We’re not playing them anymore because they’re boring. It’s just the same set. Fun. Fun. Fun. But in Europe we’re bigger than breakfast on an underground level." - Kurt Cobain, 1990.
"In a last attempt to make it clear, this girl did not have down syndrome. She had regular classes for normal people. A lot of naive asshole kids just called her retarded because she never talked. I decided that I’ll not sit on my roof and think about jumping, but I’ll actually kill myself and I wasn’t going out of this world without actually knowing what it is like to get laid.
One day after school, I went to her house alone. I invited myself in and she offered me some Twinkies and I sat on her lap and said “let’s fuck” - I touched her tits and she went into her bedroom and got undressed in front of me with the door open and I watched and realized that it was actually happening. I asked her if she’s ever done this before and she said “a lot of times, mainly with my cousin.”
I got grossed out very heavily so I left. My conscience grew to where I couldn’t go to school for a week. I couldn’t handle the ridicule. So on a Saturday night, I got high and drunk and walked down to the train tracks and layed down and waited for the 11:00 train and I put two big pieces of cement on my chest and legs and the train came closer and closer. It went onto the next track beside me instead of over me. I went down to the station and they tape recorded my confession of what I did and said that her family can’t do anything because she was 18 and not mentally retarded.
The train scared me enough to try to rehabilitate myself and my guitar playing seemed to be improving so I became less manically depressed, but still never had any friends because I hated everyone for they seemed so phony.” - Kurt Cobain, 1989/1990.