Lee
and I set out in the mild October
It was a Monday evening in 1993
We were headed to a concert
The Arizona State Fair was in full swing
Which
meant five dollar general admission
You
could justify seeing anybody
When the tickets were five bucks
This
wasn’t just anybody though
We
were heading to see Nirvana
An
epic first concert for Lee
More epic than either of us knew
We
shuffled in with the crowd
Got
good seats, not great
South
east corner,
High up, but close to the stage
We
could see everything
Mudhoney
opened and got no respect
This
was not the hardcore Seattle crowd
Most
were there because it was cheap
And
“Teen Spirit” was pervasive
When
Nirvana finally took she stage
It
was everything it should be
The
Who and The Clash and all of punk rock
Exploding
off the stage
Of the packed coliseum
As
the energy grew Kurt took the solo
Climb
the large front speaker
Vaulted
into the air
Spun to his back
Landed on the ocean of
hands
Never
stopped playing
As he floated back to the stage
At
the end they destroyed everything
Dave
kicked his drums to death
Krist threw his bass repeatedly in
the air
Never caught it once
Kurt
turned his guitar into splinters
I went home complete
In
less than six months Cobain was dead
Nirvana was put away
In a heart-shaped box
A
couple of years later I bought a car
It
was a 1972 Volkswagen 411 Fastback
Kind of an unusual car
Made
all the odder when I drove it home
I
notice something I hadn’t before
In the rearview mirror was a shadowy figure
The perfect impression
of Kurt Cobain
Logic
told me it was a sticker that had been removed
The
rest of me knew he was visiting
Just
for a minute
Letting me know he was OK
Thanking
me for sharing that October night
A witness to his farewell tour
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| This looks just like the car I owned |
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| This is the picture I saw in the back window |
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