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Buttfuckmebigfoot ago

So I know this might sound either naive or dumb, but has anyone considered that Kurt Cobains death could've been related to PG via Courtney Love?

If someone has already speculated on this and you have a link to some info that'd be great. I've always thought she was the direct reason behind his death, but being PG related would make a ton of sense.

ASolo ago

The Cobain and Courtney Love angle is huge. Courtney herself has to be a monarch trained finder. Her father Hank Harrison at one time managed the Grateful Dead. He'll even toss his daughter under the bus when it comes to Cobain's death. This is the note that was found in Cobain's wallet after his death: 'Do you Kurt Cobain take Courtney Michelle Love to be your lawful shredded wife,' the note begins, 'even when she’s a bitch with zits and siphoning all (your) money for doping and whoring.'

"Adding to the scuzzy appeal of the note, it is written on paper from the Phoenx Hotel in San Francisco's gritty, crime-infested Tenderloin district."

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2617948/Courtney-Loves-father-claims-prove-SHE-responsible-Kurt-Cobains-death.html#ixzz4tyz5dXgw

quiche ago

Rockstar digs percolating with transient energies; if only these walls could talk!

Been here a number of times. The lounge is cozy, hip, and chock full of shelves crammed full of vinyl. Funny, I didn't see any turntables anywhere...

Hotel room 61 is as remarkably charged (vibe-wise) as I remember it from years and years ago. I think that bullet hole in the sliding glass door leading to the veranda is fresh, however (my limited detective skills determined that the shot apparently came from INSIDE the bedroom). Said veranda reeks eversoslightly of nicotine and there is a charming altar-esque scorch mark on the living room ceiling what conjures up scenes reminiscent of Jimmy Page's fascination with Satanism and occult guru Aleister Crowley (see: Zeppelin hey-day tour chronicle Hammer of the Gods wherein Page's penchant for ritualistically holing up in candle-lit hotel rooms with very underage "acolytes" is detailed greatly). The fact that real-world crack deals and ladies of the evening brandish their vendibles in full view from the glass-enclosed confines of the veranda's overlook almost invalidates the existence of the flat screen TV that comes with the room. Of course, the heated pool further eliminates the need to pay any heed to either TV or the bitter realities that lurk just a few feet from the Phoenix's backdoor. It IS possible to really stay-cation here, even if you call the tenderloin home.

Be advised that one of the best, reasonably priced, and egregiously overlooked (in my opinion) Vietnamese eateries lies just across the street from the hotel. After the lounge pulls your pants down over the price of their scrummy cocktails, forgo further financial fudge-packing by filling your bellyat Vietnam House where you feed a family of five for the price of two, maybe three small plates at the Phoenix's lounge. Or don't go out at all; the brussel sprouts & bacon small plate is yummy and kiiiind of filling, but not.__----- This is a review of the Phoenix Hotel. It is in the Tenderloin but is a famous rock and roll hot spot. Plenty of occult art, swimming pool decorated with six six six.

ASolo ago

Is this sourced or is it your experience?