
Photo by Kirk Weddle
Tuesday saw the release of the Deluxe Edition of Nirvana’s “Nevermind” which was originally released on Sept. 24, 1991.
In honor of the 20th anniversary, here are some of my memories involving Nirvana:
1. Shaking Kurt Cobain’s hand after the May 1990 show at the Cat’s Cradle on West Franklin in Chapel Hill. Kurt gave me the dead fish shake while staring off into space on the side of the stage while Chris Novoselic hawked Nirvana T-shirts from a cardboard box on stage. This was all after Cobain had destroyed what was left of his duct-taped-together guitar and destroying his amp. Of course, Danville kids being Danville kids, some of my friends tried to actually steal the equipment from the stage.
2. My late friend, Leo Liu’s micro-cassette recording of the aforementioned show. He dropped the recorder into a hole beside the stage. Needless to say, the recording is rough but it is listenable. This is how we first heard the songs that would make up “Nevermind” as well as the “Sliver/Dive” single.
3. Chris Novoselic nearly running over two of my friends with the tour van before the aforementioned show.
4. Nirvana’s October 1991 show at the Cradle. Show was packed but this was before “Nevermind” went nuclear. Before 24/7 rotation on MTV. Somehow I ended up playing “Coat Check” for my friends’ jackets and flannels while they went off to get in the pit. Another late friend of mine, Brandon Gusler, came to the show from a high school football game and handed Cobain a pom-pom which Cobain shook sarcastically.
5. Buying the “Smells Like Teen Spirit” CD single. I believe it came out a week before “Nevermind.” I was at VCU at the time and I drove to the Plan 9 record store as soon as it opened for the day. The opening riff threw me. I was thinking “This sounds like Firehose!” until the distortion kicked in.
6. Spreading the “Nevermind” gospel to a roommate at VCU. This guy was all about hip-hop and R&B but he loved the song “Drain You.” He would come into my room, kinda drunk wanting to hear it and he would hum along to it.
7. Nirvana playing “Saturday Night Live” for the first time. It was, I believe, the second episode of the 1991-92 season. Rob Morrow was the guest host. I watched it with a look of slack-jawed amazement in the Bottom Inn, a TV room at Averett College with my girlfriend and another couple. Here was a band that I loved on national TV. We were actually trying to crowd surf on the couches. Now how dumb is that?
8. Hearing “Smells Like Teen Spirit” on a radio station for the first time. It was a Classic Rock station in

Kurt Cobain wears a ball dress to MTV's "Headbanger's Ball" hosted by hair farmer Rikki Rachtman
Richmond. People forget that radio was playing that song way before MTV got its claws into it. I have no recollection of seeing the video for the first time other than I’m sure it was in my mom’s den on a weekend home from school. Heavy rotation is a gross understatement for what MTV did with that video. I remember they even had a version of the video with lyrics at the bottom of the screen.
Not to get on an anti-MTV tangent but that channel has never blazed the trail as far as new music goes. At the time “Teen Spirit” was blowing up, that station was still stuck firmly in the mire that was late ’80s hair metal.
9. Hearing about Cobain’s death while I was at work at Pizza Palace in Danville. A co-worker told me and I didn’t believe him because it sounded like one of those wild rumors that Danvillians feed on like crack. I believe I ended up calling someone and got confirmation that he was dead. I spent the rest of the night watching news reports and listening to Nirvana. I suddenly realized how John Lennon fans felt after he died. I can’t say for certain that I have ever gotten over Cobain’s death.
10. Rolling Stone magazine’s review of “Nevermind.” This is where Rolling Stone officially became a magazine for older people. The reviewer gave the album only three out of five stars (The preceding link says RS gave it four stars. Good to see RS’s Orwellian side) and was less than impressed by the album. I remember reading the review at the magazine rack in the Safeway on West Grace Street in Richmond. I figured it got such a lukewarm review because the guitars were too loud for the aging hippy reviewer and because U2 or Bob Dylan wasn’t involved in the record.