Tag: Seattle

Back to the 1980s – Peter Gabriel “Big Time”

Before I ended up being diverted and having to talk about the 60s and 70s, etc, I was focused on documenting Chris’ history playing music in clubs in Seattle and Portland though I know he played a fair amount in the SF Bay Area as well – I just don’t know how much, or what clubs I’d been looking at. Anyway, I started to see a strange pattern around Chris’ gigs in Seattle in 1987 and 88 and the beginning of Sub Pop, and I also started to see a strange pattern with regards to Chris’ bands and Nirvana specifically between 1988 and 1991. During those years, Napalm Beach was frequently playing the same clubs as Nirvana, and they would play a week or two apart. As I was looking into this, it seems like things got really weird and I was drawn into covering all this adjacent stuff.

Yes, I would prefer to focus on topics that I think will garner movement, in court. Because I don’t know how else anything will ever get accomplished. I see no reasonable route out of wonderland. It seems like nothing but a crime and murder spree to me. The physical attacks have been ceaseless and the lies exhausting. Roxy is being attacked right now.

It looks to me like Chris was extremely productive between 1980 and 1988. In the late 80s, he began to have issues with drug addiction – first cocaine, then heroin, though he continued to play regularly. Meanwhile, he had been lured into contractual agreements with Jan Celt who was operating a fraudulent operation on behalf of other interests in the music industry and/or FBI/CIA. Celt was another form of honeytrap – he offered friendship, a place to stay sometimes, and he helped put out records, but he didn’t adequately promote or distribute and he also participated in drug use with the band. Chris told me Celt basically let the records sit in his basement. Celt misrepresented his intentions; he insisted on taking all the publishing rights; and when Chris was being threatened by drug dealer over a small amount of money, broke and in fear for his life, Celt forced Chris to sell his Snow Bud and the Flower People catalog under duress, for $6 per song. Valarie had once admitted to me (probably around 2010) that she knew that Celt’s deals were fraudulent. I asked her to write a statement about it and she said she would, but of course she didn’t. That’s how people operate in this take down. They don’t follow through and hope you’ll forget you asked. There were old copies of – I think it was a magazine called Two Louies online, where Celt was quoted as telling a story that was basically the true story, except turning Chris into the Snow Bud character, saying Snow Bud had to sell his catalog to escape a drug dealer. So he was basically bragging about his theft. That online article seems to have vanished, as so much evidence has gone missing over the years. Signs are pretty clear that money is being paid to the FBI to destroy Chris and other artists. The point is – these contracts were fraudulent, some to a really egregious level. And Valarie, who had previously acknowledged this, would not put it into writing, and the moment Chris died (if not before) she lept over to the side of Jan Celt praising him for the work he did with Chris “saving his catalog” etc. Complete lies. She is completely untrustworthy and I believe also on the take.

Jan Celt has worked for decades for Multnomah County Library. Chris has released many albums over the years. A search reveals that the library has exactly one of Chris’ CDs (Fire, Air, and Water); and to my recollection that was also the case years ago. Similarly, EMP in Seattle apparently had a single Napalm Beach flyer on display. Napalm Beach/Snow Bud played more shows in Seattle in the 1980s and 1990s than Green River/Mudhoney and far more shows than many of the other groups who are well known as part of the “Seattle scene” of that era. This is not about sour grapes and a band being “overlooked” and it certainly isn’t about Chris being worthless. If that were the case they wouldn’t be regularly headlining weekend shows as they were. No, this was – and still is – a coordinated take down. And in the local papers – Willamette Week and Portland Mercury – what I’ve seen is they’ve gone from scant mentions to literal erasure, and this happened while Chris was still breathing.

Meanwhile, we have guys like Eric Danielson now trying to turn Chris’ life into some “cautionary tale.”

This stuff is old and it stinks. To me, it feels like endless loops of rape and assault.

The blacklisting and the attacks are out of control.

Back to 1987.

I need to take another look at Sub Pop. They seem like they modeled themselves originally not just on K Records but on other labels like Slash in Los Angeles and Subterranean Records in San Francisco. But they also seem to have been immersed in the occult – maybe all these labels were. I don’t know if that was their idea or if it comes from the CIA and/or bigger components of the recording industry. Courtney Love is a link to the occult and to the CIA. I also think Mike Payne was making deals with them.

Peter Gabriel’s 1987 music video for Big Time describes a path to wealth that seems to be based on Whitey Bulger finance (the last line is about a “bulge” growing bigger). It seems it is linked to doing murders via reports to the FBI. The video begins and ends with the words “Hi there!” Snow Bud seems to be a character traveling underground, popping up at the end “Hi there!” But there’s all this effort to smash him, with concrete blocks and so forth.

Rozz Rezabek / FBI files

The powers behind this crime have been amazing in their capacity to weaponize friends and family – the people you trust the most. In some cases, childhood friends were secretly and perhaps slowly turned against us, though likely they grew up in families who were strategically positioned for this purpose. I’ve been able to see traces of this looking at census data on ancestry.com. Just as, when I was driving to California in January 2014 I was surrounded by a swarm of infrared-equipped weaponized cars and trucks, it seems that my family, Chris’ family, and my daughter’s paternal family were always surrounded by weaponized neighbors; families with a mission.

I recently have been writing quite a bit about Courtney Love, a person who came into Chris Newman’s life around 1980 in the capacity, he thought, as a teenage friend and fan, but who was actually, literally, on a mission of destruction. In 1981 or 82 Courtney started a relationship with a man named Rozz Rezabek, four years her senior.

Over the past three days or so, I’ve had this experience of dreaming about one person every night, with this idea that there is more to say about them, regarding malfeasance. First it was Courtney – and I should go back and examine what I dreamt about, because I see increasingly that there’s an intertwining with Rozz, California – hospitals? bikers? – and then the next night it was Mark Lanegan (another person to revisit), and last night it was Rozz.

I remember dreaming about Rozz, forgetting the dreams, just wanting to sleep, and then I had this dream where I saw a photo of Rozz in large resolution, 1500×1500 pixels, linking it to my discovery of Courtney’s photo on January 6 at Satyricon, and all the questions I starting asking about what was going on at Satyricon in January 1989 and increasing signs of a larger strategy at work aimed at both Chris Newman and Kurt Cobain.

Rozz was born in a small coastal town, Bandon, Oregon. I know that about him, and then everything about his past is a blank to me until the late 1970s when in November 1977 he joined a San Francisco punk band called Negative Trend. According to Wikipedia, Rozz was only in Negative Trend for four months (!) Granted, it seems to have been an action-packed four months, but maybe what is more significant is the positioning of Negative Trend with regards to the punk rock world. Somewhere, several blog posts back, I hypothesized that the entire punk rock movement was basically a CIA op, and that I also suspected the 1960s flower power movement was also basically CIA, especially the parts having to do with dropping out, turning on, acid tests, doing-crazy-stuff-to-your-kids, Timothy Leary, Grateful Dead, etc. I have also mentioned that in this geography of malfeasance, there are certain bands that stand out, and also, that zines, or zine-like publications also seem to come into the fore. I would right now hypothesize that any time you see a zine pop up, especially between the 1960s and 1990s, you might suspect malfeasance links. I say this entirely based on patterns – I can’t yet explain why. Or maybe it’s not only zines but access to DIY media in general – film, video, audio, photography, and print.

I’m thinking of this now because I see that one of the first members of the band that became Negative Trend was V.Vale of Search and Destroy magazine who seems to be a linking person between the 1960s flower power movement and the punk movement of the 1970s and 80s. I am vaguely familiar with Search and Destroy (a fair amount of Rozz’s punk rock fame is from photos published in that magazine) – but I didn’t know that it had been started out of City Lights Bookstore, linked to Allen Ginsberg and Lawrence Ferlinghetti.

Vale was replaced by Will Shatter, and in 1979 Shatter and another member of Negative Trend formed the band Flipper. Flipper has long been on my radar as seeming to have weird links to people around me I’ve never quite been able to figure out.

Anyway, Rozz quit Negative Trend in March 1978 and then there’s a blank spot in his history again before he pops up in Portland, almost exactly the same time as Chris, and forms a band called Theatre of Sheep. At some point in his life, maybe later in the 1990s I believe that Rozz had dual residences, one in San Francisco and one in LA, bringing up the question, how did he afford it? As far as I can tell, he’s spent his life working odd jobs. But he seems to have links to medicine.

I have the strong sense right now that Rozz was linked to an early 1980s San Fransisco punk band called The Cosmetics, which shared a bass player with Napalm Beach, Dave Minick. I have the sense of this, but no direct evidence. But it makes sense, because having been around Rozz a bit, I am aware that the group of San Francisco punks who were in bands performing and making records between 1977 and 1983, say – is a very close group. They all seem to know each other. Minick for his part is not just a link to San Francisco but to Los Angeles as well as he seemed to have girlfriends and eventually a wife who were from Los Angeles, probably Hollywood specifically.

The cosmetic industry keeps popping up as a potential finance connection going back, probably, to the Chuck Berry song, Maybellene. (Cars indicate finance as well – in the Chuck Berry song, Maybellene is driving a fast car.) When Napalm Beach was featured in the June 1989 issue of Seattle’s Backlash, the caption underneath the band read “Yay, FabergĂ©!”

My own history with Rozz began in late 2007 or early 2008 when I was working on a recording project with Marty Vincelli. In retrospect, what I see are a series of set ups. Every time I think to myself – “Ok, that was a set up” – and I start pulling on the thread, I realize that one set up led to another set up to another, etc. And I can only imagine this was also true in Chris’ life, and in Kurt Cobain’s life, and I very much fear in my daughter’s life as well. Let me pull on this string for a minute.

I was introduced to Rozz by Marty Vincelli. Marty was I think raised in Oregon but his dad was a northern California Biker, not a Hell’s Angel but Hells’ Angel adjacent (Gypsy Joker maybe) – and a drug dealer. Speed, maybe. (I have a sense of FBI connections, in the sense of financing and concocting false reports about me.)

I was introduced to Marty Vincelli by Tom Harrison who was from Springfield, Missouri, but who had lived in the Minneapolis area. Research I’ve done since we broke off contact in 2005 indicates that Harrison has links to a lot of other places he never bothered to mention to me in the 3 years that we were friends, including Hollywood, California and Irving, Texas. Harrison’s history (and even, possibly, his last name) indicate potential links to Courtney Love and Michael Payne.

And how did I meet Tom? I met him on an internet mailing list aimed at Portland musicians. This was probably in early 2003, before the social media era, when people who wanted to interact one-to-one online did it either through chat, bulletin boards, or email listservs. This was a list serv called PPIUM which stood for Portland Punk and Indie Underground Music, and it was an offshoot of an older listserv called OPIUM – for Olympia Punk and Underground Music. Both of these listservs were run by Matthew “Slim” Moon who had founded, and was at the time still running, the independant label Kill Rock Stars. Moon was also in bands like Earth and Nisqually Delta Podunk Nightmare, and thus was in the Nirvana orbit going back to the Skid Row era (1987). Later, he was, for a period of time, a boyfriend of Mary Lou Lord. This means that Moon has links to both Kurt Cobain and Elliott Smith.

At the time PPIUM appeared on the scene a number of Olympia based musicians were moving to or near Portland, almost like a mass exodus or immigration. I found this mailing list because I was already on another mailing list, maybe called pdx-pop or something – and Moon posted a notice to pdx-pop saying he was starting a new mailing list for discussing music, but he didn’t want it to be for promoting shows. (Something like that. Olympia artists are a bit – controlling – sometimes with interesting results.) More stuff happened to me or around me because of PPIUM but I’ll leave that for now.

So what I discern from all of this is I somehow was introduced to Rozz Rezabek by a series of what seems like chance encounters that ultimately can be traced back to someone linked to the Olympia/Portland music scene, Slim Moon – but that within all of this, looms also the shadow of Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love.

At the time I knew Rozz he was often blogging about his early days, including his crazy-making relationship with Courtney, on his MySpace blog. He’d often talked about writing a book but as far as I know when MySpace crumbled, Rozz’s writings went with it. Rozz had a lot of interesting stories – being at Winterland to open for the Sex Pistols and then never getting a chance to do so, and the chaos of that show; meeting Sid Vicious; meeting Billy Idol; meeting Joan Jett; being at a party with Andrew Wood and becoming so jealous of his rising star Rozz decided to walk home from Seattle to Portland; having a 15 year old fan/groupie (not necessarily sexual) named Stefanie Sargent (would later become guitar player for 7 Year Bitch). His stories about Courtney Love were particularly colorful.

I don’t know if or how much of Rozz’s stories about Courtney were true, but from the collection of stories about her from him and other people – but especially from him – you start to realize that she is incredibly crafty, and to me, I can see she’s been trained, as others around us were trained – in mind control tactics. But Courtney is in a class of her own. She seems to be working from a long-term strategy and she also seems to have access to a tremendous amount of finance and connections – almost like she’s amassed a clone army. By “clone army” I mean, legions of people, bands, etc, working from a common script. I’m not saying she’s at the top of this hierarchy, but I think she’s fairly high up, and that her links to the CIA go back at least to her parents generation. In fact, I’d say it’s clear that her parents – both of them – are linked to CIA mind control. This could be its own essay.

So I met Rozz in 2008, via Marty. At this time, Rozz would have parties, inviting various people – other musicians, scenesters from the 80s and 90s, and some younger women (not sure where they came from). Some of these folks were linked to San Franciso as well as Portland. Some of their histories seemed both interesting and somehow random – one woman, for example, had been the “whip girl” for live performances of Velvet Underground’s Venus In Furs – I guess she walked around stage in shiny boots, cracking a whip?

Chris Newman was at one of these gatherings. I think he was brought by Anton Long. This was one of the early times we “met” – I think I’d met him before this, but we didn’t really know each other. He was married to Denise but she lived in Pasadena.

In talking with Chris later, I learned that even though they’d both been in bands in Portland in the early 1980s, he didn’t really know Rozz. Chris was a serious musician in a way that Rozz was not (this is the truth). Rozz is not at home writing playing and writing songs every day as Chris was. Rozz was into a lot of artistic and creative endeavors, but not interested in artistic success in the way that Chris was. But Rozz was entertaining to watch, and he was able to draw a trendy crowd, and that probably made Chris a bit jealous. Chris could also draw a crowd, but by the time I knew Chris, he was really being pushed down. For example, in 2010, Napalm Beach had to open for the Obituaries. Napalm Beach’s history was far more extensive than the Obituaries who had played a few years, disbanded by 1990, then got back together in 2007. Napalm Beach’s performances were still incredibly powerful. This kind of thing was done to Chris over and over and over, going back to 1990. Honestly, his tenacity in the face of what was thrown at him in terms of set ups and humiliations, was astounding.

Anyway, I liked Rozz and Chris grew to like him as well. But it sounds like Rozz was a connection for us to meet people who would set us up or create damaging reports for the FBI. And then there was a drug/medical thing.

When you get to a certain group of people, there are some really weird connections to hospitals. As far as I can tell, all the major hospital networks on the west coast are deeply involved with FBI/CIA mind control. By this I mean, “punishing” people by literally making them sick (or killing them with cancer, heart attacks, strokes, etc), and rewarding people with drugs and/or not making them sick for a little while. It is a horror show. But there are people around us who seem – I guess the only word is complicit – and relatively unbothered. But it’s weird, because some of these people also either have, or pretend to have serious medical conditions. I’m increasingly suspecting that with some people who are closely connected to this system, they literally go to the hospital for conditions they don’t actually have. In other words, their medical histories are strategically falsified.

Because medical histories are supposed to be private, it’s really hard to prove something like this, but I’ve seen signs of this over and over, with people linked to mind control. I don’t mean that their medical histories are falsified as mine are, to be defamatory – but that they are active participants in this particular form of falsifying – and the agenda is manipulation. Again, this is worth an entire essay. There are just so many tactics and strategies around this mind control system, and a lot of it is cover up, deception, misdirection, and control of focus.

Around 2011 I started to suffer severe increases in back pain. At the same time, I was cut off my opioid-based pain plan at Multnomah County Health Clinic after I delayed a urine test. Even though I was still in severe pain, and even though opioids were the only thing that worked, they refused to relent. Now, this severe pain was actually torture, and it was entirely created via biomedical implants – but I didn’t know that at the time – and even though I’ve known it since 2017, so far there’s nothing I’ve been able to do about it. I still need opioid based pain medications.

Rozz at this time was going to a doctor at OHSU Richmond Family Clinic and getting large prescriptions of oxycodone for chronic hip or knee pain, supposedly from a performance-linked injury. I’m not saying that he does or doesn’t have severe chronic pain – he might indeed have it – but he did not take opioids the way I take them. He took them, at least sometimes, to get high. I will say as a chronic pain patient that I don’t know why any chronic pain patient would do this, because it creates tolerance, rendering the medications less effective.

Based on Rozz’s recommendation, I switched to the same clinic he was using, Richmond Family Clinic. But they refused to put me on an opioid based pain plan, suggesting that I instead try medical marijuana, which I did. But in reality, I still needed opioid medications. Rozz had a lot of these, and fairly frequently I’d find myself in severe pain, and he would give me enough medication to get me through.

Now this is a big no-no for doctors. But here’s the thing – they literally forced me into this position. It turns out that 2011 was an absolutely horrific year for me, pain wise – the exact year all the doctors refused to medicate me. And do not forget – this pain is deliberately being caused. The amount of time in my life that has been consumed by suffering in severe pain is staggering. I’ve had Tylenol overdose scares, and other life threatening situations occur because of this severe pain. And it’s entirely medically concocted. I can show evidence of this now.

So Rozz really helped me – but the situation was entirely a set up.

In the background, apparently have been these “FBI files” – maybe the set up was in part to concoct more files on me, though, like I say, the FBI says they have no files on me. But that really doesn’t make sense, when you look at the big picture. They’re hiding something, clearly.

I will say that even if they had a file saying I – I dunno – let’s say they have a file saying I did 9/11. If so, I still deserve a fair trial like everyone else, to determine whether in fact, I did or did not fly a plane into the WTC and Pentagon.

Another thing about Rozz you might not realize if your only knowledge of him is from what’s published online – is his links to Courtney Love didn’t end in the 1980s. His stories about her extended into the 1990s and he also told me that his interview in the Nick Broomfield movie Kurt and Courtney was an act concocted by him and Courtney together. In that interview, he acts like Courtney is this awful woman he can’t stand. He also, as I recall, pulls out her old medicine bottles, maybe for Valium.

That, and similar things I’ve witnessed, suggests to me that a lot of the vitriol from people around Courtney is concocted. But also, I think a lot of the positive portrayals of her are concocted as well. The aim is to confuse.

What the dream from last night suggested to me is Rozz was connected to the set up of Courtney Love with Kurt Cobain – and thus to the demise of Kurt Cobain.

The size of the image in the dream – 1500×1500 – also links Rozz to a Federal Torts Claim Act against the FBI I filed yesterday with the Department of Justice – and the idea that Rozz has something to do with negative reports about me filed with the FBI (Op Anne Boleyn), which presumably the FBI has been using as an excuse to physically harm me.

Seattle Squid Row deep dive

It looks like, according to livenirvana.com, the band that would become Nirvana began going by the name Skid Row in 1987. There was another band in New Jersey that called itself Skid Row beginning in 1986. I think that Everett True mentioned Cobain was unaware of this other band and that seems likely to be true, especially back then.

So to recap, first I realized that Burdyshaw’s comment to Everett True about seeing Nirvana open for the Obituaries was false, and then, while trying to fact check this on Pacific Northwest Music Archives Facebook group, I watched Burdyshaw and others wriggle around trying to explain the error even though I wasn’t initially accusing them or Everett True (in this case) of lying – I just said it was likely a mistake and poor fact checking, though based on patterns and the fact that this easily correctable misstatement has been on the Obituaries Wikipedia page for 15 years, I always had doubts about this being a mistake. I also mentioned that these kinds of errors, when they’re not caught and corrected, are consequential because they are then repeated by other writers and false histories are created, and false histories often have negative consequences for real people. And then this other guy, an admin named Matthew Ward came in and shut the whole thing down, profusely thanking Burdyshaw for “clearing up a mystery” – and then after my next couple of posts to the group which I did not expect to be considered particularly controversial, I was deleted and apparently blocked. (One post was an Untouchables poster from 1980 and the other was the post about my family’s links to Jimi Hendrix.)

Of course that makes me think there’s more going on, like – if the statement about Obituaries opening for Nirvana at Squid Row in 1988 was not a mistake but a lie, why this particular lie? I may have accidentally found part of the answer when I explored the New York Times and saw Cobain’s 1994 obituary which featured a photo of Nirvana playing directly underneath the word “Obituaries.” So that likely largely explains the Obituaries part – but what Burdyshaw specifying Squid Row as the venue?

I started to follow that thread, first by looking into the venue itself. It was a hole in the wall dive that went through a lot of different businesses including, according to an 2007 article in The Stranger, Rebellious Jukebox (a record store run by Nils Bernstein 1989-92 – Bernstein later became VP of PR for Sub Pop, then did I think publicity for Matador and now is a New York based editor at Wine Enthusiast magazine described as an “exhaustive traveler” – I feel like he may have been someone I tried to contact in the past, trying to generate interest in a Boo Frog album), Righteous Rags (Jeffrey Ofelt), Squid Row, the Puss Puss Cafe, Tugs Belmont (a gay bar), Bimbo’s, the Cha Cha Lounge, Double Trouble, Lipstick Traces (early 2000s), Manray, Kincora, Bus Stop, and Pony.

I’m going to stop here because clearly this is a rabbit hole and I think the Stranger intends it to be that. In the Stranger article, two anecdotes stand out: a story about someone finding decomposing severed fingers in a crockpot, and a typical type of Courtney Love story.

poster for Sherlock Holmes Woman in Green
The Woman in Green 1945

With regards to the severed fingers, this was a theme in the 1945 hypnosis-themed Sherlock Holmes movie Woman in Green. It symbolizes murdering witnesses or potential witnesses. There’s another thing that it evokes as well which is the severed hand that appears in the Migos video for Stir Fry. The Stir Fry video seems to allude to the 1983 Wah Mee massacre that killed another Seattle club owner, John Loui of the Golden Crown. (It’s increasingly clear that many hip hop videos allude to backroom activities around grunge era Seattle. I believe it’s because the activities, issues, and people I’m writing about here about are so deeply interwoven with entertainment industry, US government, and high finance.) Also – this is worth its own entry – there seems to be something in the Migos Stir Fry video that I would call a smoking gun to tell you that Mark Lanegan, who died of COVID complications on 2/22/2022, was actually biomedically murdered. With regards to Lanegan’s death being a murder, there are actually a few smoking guns. So I will revisit this.

With regards to the Courtney Love story, it is told by (Cha Cha Lounge co-owner) Jeffrey Ofelt and takes place during the Righteous Rags era, probably around 1993. “Courtney Love came in to pick up a coat for Kurt Cobain that she had on layaway and was buying as a Christmas present. It was a leather trench coat or something. She came in to make a payment, and she wanted to use the phone, and she was smoking.” The coat was “a leather trench coat or something”? Was Kurt Cobain – or anyone in the early 1990s – ever seen wearing a leather trench coat? I mean, I’ve been wrong before, but I’m going to go out on a limb and say not.

This whole thing about combining two memories into one? That happens. But in this case, I suspect two garments were combined into one. This is another entry, maybe.

I did not expect things to get this complicated.

Back to Squid Row, specifically. That bar seems to have opened in 1986 (possibly) but really got going with live music in 1987. The only record I have of Chris Newman playing there is for Claudia Gherke’s 28th birthday in 1988, with Snow Bud and the Flower People. I’m thinking this venue might have been a bit small for him during that era, but he would usually play for people he considered friends who asked him to do special events like birthdays. He was even cajoled into reviving Napalm Beach for birthdays years after he swore he’d never play as Napalm Beach again.

This is partly why I’ve focused so hard on Squid Row – because Chris was asked to play first as Napalm Beach at the Vogue for Claudia’s 27th birthday, and this was right before the Vogue started doing Sub Pop Sundays – and then he was asked to play Claudia’s 28th birthday at Squid Row as Snow Bud – and both those times, a Sub Pop super group known as Bundy Creature opened for him. It was like some weird book end.

I did not know (or remember, I suppose I’d read it) that one of the names for Nirvana, in early 1987, was Skid Row. According to livenirvana.com, that name lasted about three months between April and June, and they played around four shows under that name. They played Tacoma’s Community World Theatre on June 12, 1987 as Skid Row but on June 27, 1987 they played the same venue as Pen Cap Chew. June 27 is an important date because June 27, 1988 was the day Bret Bowman was hit by a car, it was the day that Sub Pop Sundays ended, and I know that date was picked out for Bret to be hit at least June 27, 1987, a year ahead of time, because I’d recorded a predictive dream that night. But it’s possible, and I’ll have to look into this more deeply – by June 1987 Kurt Cobain was also already on the creep store murder menu.

Cobain stands out among other musicians because of his willingness to distinguish, from my perspective, right from wrong, with regards to what Chris and I were being put through. Thus, the symbolism of a severed finger (accusation).

With regards to Cobain using the name Skid Row – the history of the term Skid Row is interesting and I didn’t know that a lot of sources trace it directly to Seattle. Basically, in the early days of Pacific Northwest logging, lumberjacks were faced with moving these giant trees out of the forest by pulling them with horses (usually) or oxen. The easiest way to do this was to pull them downhill (obviously) so that’s how they logged – they’d build a flat “road” into the woods, and skid the trees down the road to the mill. The road was called a skid road. Lumber camps or tent cities were built along these roads, and the tent cities were eventually called “skid row.” I think the reason that the name Skid Row is associated with Seattle is because there was a large and maybe famous or semi-permanent skid row area in Seattle back in those days. This links to me. How? Where I grew up, in Humboldt County, we had the same thing going on. I grew up at the edge of a redwood forest that had been logged in the late 1800s and again in the early 1900s and right behind our house in the woods was a skid road. We called it “the old logging road” but it was a skid road. I played in that area a lot as a child and I have reason to believe there was surveillance around our favorite spots – probably wireless cameras attached to trees feeding data to hidden drones. In addition, in the summer of 1986, Bret Bowman and I both worked at the Samoa Cookhouse, an old logging camp cookhouse in Eureka that catered to tourists. He was a dishwasher and I a hostess and I’m sure there was surveillance in there, too.

Also, my assertion is there was always a plan to leave Chris and I impoverished, as others grew wealthy from exploiting us and spreading damaging lies about us. It was no accident that by the late 1990s Chris became homeless, living in “tarp town” San Francisco, a modern skid row. Finally, it’s possible that Nirvana’s temporary band name was a direct nod to the Squid Row tavern, because clearly the Vogue was important with regards to an agenda around Chris, and like I said, 1987-88 were bookended by Chris playing with Sub Pop’s Bundy Creature first at Vogue, and then at Squid Row.

Bars seem to be important with regards to the structure of this surveillance-linked exploitation, probably because they are gathering places, and exchanges of money, goods, or backroom deals can be made without drawing undue attention. And squid are sea creatures known for having large eyes, excellent vision.

Sometime between June 27 and August 9, 1987, according to livenirvana.com, Cobain played a house party in Raymond, Washington called the Green House. Other sources, like Charles’ Cross’ Heavier Than Heaven, say their first show was at a Raymond, Washington house party. on March 7, 1987. So there’s some conflict about what was going on in these early days, but I’m putting all of this here because Cobain killed himself in a greenhouse, because the Seattle police, when they released suicide photos in 2014 filtered all the photos to have a green tinge.

Photos of Cobain suicide scene released by Seattle police are tinged green.

Raymond is a small town, a half hour drive from Aberdeen. According to the Charles Cross biography, the March 7, 1987 show was set up by somene named Ryan Aigner. Cross’ claim that this was Nirvana’s first show conflicts with the information posted on livenirvana.com which has him playing as early as December 1985 as “fecal matter” with Dale Crover on bass and Greg Hokanson on drums. None of this online stuff is sourced, so I don’t know where the information comes from but maybe over time I’ll figure it out. If I were a writer being paid to write a book about Nirvana, I’d definitely want to chase down these leads. I’m guessing this has been addressed somewhere in a more recent book.

I want to also draw attention to this name “Bliss” which shows up briefly as an August 1987 proto-Nirvana band name and say that, like Heck being a name from my family tree, Bliss a name from Chris’ family tree, on his mother’s side. They were descended from the brother of a famous hymn writer named P.P. Bliss who had died along with his wife in a train crash (Ashtabula River railroad disaster).

Squid Row Info Sources:
http://www.projectroomseattle.org/programs-content/2014/1/these-streets-squid-row
https://www.thestranger.com/features/2007/11/29/449526/beerly-deloved

What’s in a name (part 2) Green Pajamas, Brown Towel

This is one of those things that people will say is a minor detail or I don’t know but it’s bothering me so I’m going to write it out. I suspect it’s not such a minor detail and it may intertwine with something else.

In the 1980s it looks like there were at least three bands in Seattle with the word “Green” in their names – Green River, Green Pajamas, Green Ice. I could go down a whole rabbit hole with the word green but I’ll just say that it seems like it’s widely understood to be historically linked to magic and witchcraft (the green knight), alchemy (the green lion), and more recently, mind control including use of directed energy weapons. I am a bit fascinated by who has green eyes (I have green eyes and so do Courtney Love and Kathleen Hanna I think) and I don’t have enough information to draw any conclusions about that but I do know, again, based on patterns, that frequency-based manipulations are done on babies in utero. Based on patterns, also, I know that when I was born, my mother’s labor was induced by this technology, and so was my labor (in short, they use the tech to force your water to break). This isn’t my main point here so I’m not going to do a full argument but there’s pattern-based evidence for this.

Ever since I was a small child, if someone asked me what my favorite color was, I’d say it was green. In my mind, it was because I had green eyes.

I have read two books focused on the life of Kurt Cobain, the book by Charles Cross “Heavier Than Heaven” and the book by Everett True, “Nirvana: The True Story.” Chris bought Azeraad’s older official biography and read it, but I’ve never read that one. I’ve seen movies like Kurt & Courtney and Francis’ Montage of Heck (Heck is a name in my paternal grandmother’s family tree and I am certain this is related. It’s hard to avoid tangents – but my Seattle Grandma Helen Meyer, a nurse at Swedish Hospital, seems to have been important.)

Anyway, in one of these biographies, I assume it was True’s, there is this mention of Kurt getting married to Courtney wearing green pajamas. I say I assume it was True’s biography because I tried to find the reference this morning and couldn’t find it in Everett True’s book, but I found a description in Charles Cross’ book, and in Charles Cross’ book Cobain got married in blue plaid pajamas (p 234). I’m sure there are photos and I assume both True and Cross looked at photos and perhaps they interpreted the colors of the pajamas differently, or maybe they were making some other point, I really don’t know.

But in the background of all of this, I was trying to figure out how to interpret and talk about the early band names Nirvana was using. In order to figure out how to do that, I had looked at Nirvana’s early show history, and how they were being billed early on. According to livenirvana.com, their first performance was in December 1985 supporting the Melvins at Spot Tavern in the town of Pacific Beach Washington (a coastal town with a population of 291 according to the 2010 census) – as Fecal Matter. Their second show was on May 3, 1986, in Olympia at Gessco Hall, also supporting the Melvins, this time with the name Brown Towel. Their third show was in Aberdeen, under the name Stiff Woodies. After that they called themselves Skid Row until late June 1987.

from LiveNirvana.com

All three of these early band names seem, at least to me, to have some connection to me. I don’t know how interesting this is. Fecal matter is a weird one and might come up later in another context so I’m not going to talk about it right now. Stiff Woodies, same thing. Actually I’ll cover that here –

The first poem I ever wrote (I was probably 8 years old), went like this:

I had a wooden doll
she had a wooden bed
upon her wooden pillow
she lay her wooden head

I also had an Uncle Woody. He lived in Minneapolis, and was married to a woman named Millie. She eventually died of cancer (likely was assassinated) and he died of tuberculosis (definitely was assassinated). The idea the name “Millie” (and millipede) is that it relates to millions, as in a million dollars. The million dollars is a reward for helping to bring about murder – likely the murder of me and/or Chris by setting us up, creating these salacious FBI files. Lots of people are involved in this and hoping to cash in big time, and it’s obvious there’s already been a ton of money flowing around it.

My daughter had a cousin named Woodsie who died in a car crash. He was also murdered, and I know this because I’d had a premonition in a dream. While he was alive, Woodsie had come into conflict with a local timber company over harvesting rights on or near his land.

The name Stiff Woodies and actually a lot about Kurt Cobain’s art suggest that he had a pretty solid inside scoop on covert activities of this type. In recent years, I’ve had many dreams about Kurt Cobain. The only thing I really know for sure is his maternal family has been involved in covert activity for a long time. This is also true of Courtney Love’s family (both her mother and father). And it’s true of my family, Chris’ family, and my daughter’s father’s family. These families tend to intermarry I guess.

This is confusing and hard to figure out since no one admits to any of this. But something fairly unique about Cobain is he seemed to be aware, or at least to express his awareness, of medical malfeasance, and at the same time, he was clearly the subject of some pretty brutal medical malfeasance.

That brings me to the name Brown Towel. The story around this, for me, is actually pretty impactful. When I was in kindergarten at Freshwater School in the village of Freshwater, California our days were structured so that we had snack time, then nap time. After nap time was story time. For nap time, we all had brought a bath towel from home, and we’d lie down on the floor of our kindergarten classroom on these towels. The kids were all proud of their towels and they ahd all these different colors and designs. I was very excited and wanted and expected to bring with me a deep blue and green sort of paisley-design towel that I thought was very pretty, and I remember my mom telling me I wasn’t going to bring that towel, because that was one of her her good towels. She gave me a plain brown towel to use. So I was disappointed, but basically, this is how I was treated throughout my childhood. At the end of nap time, our teacher would normally say “nap time is over, put away your towels.” However, one day we had a substitute teacher, and that teacher decided to end nap time this way “Every child with red on their towel, get up and put your towel away. Every child with blue on their towel, get up and put your towel away” and so on. She went through all the colors of the rainbow, but she never said anything about the color brown. Eventually, I was the last one lying on the floor on a towel while all the other children were gathered around the teacher for story time. The teacher brought out a book and began to read a story. I’m still lying alone on this brown towel. Then the teacher says, “oh! Everyone with a BROWN towel get up and put your towel away.”

This was the beginning of excluding me, treating me badly. It became amplified after about fourth grade, and there were similar incidents to this, becoming more and more traumatizing. There were other ways that I was separated out from other students, sometimes under the guise of something positive (teacher’s pet) – and I was often complimented on being silent and not making waves. Punk rock is what changed that for me and in that sense I saw punk as something redemptive and life saving. Little did I know it was just another vehicle of manipulation. But at the time I was introduced to punk rock I needed the life-affirming energy it offered.

Do I think that that my brown towel trauma was related to Cobain’s naming his band brown towel? Yes, I do. Because there are other references in his songs that directly relate to minor traumas of this type that I experienced during childhood. Being “hosed down” (Paper Cuts), being burnt on the arm with a cigarette “by accident” (Sliver), etc.

So the obvious question is how would Cobain know that all of these things were happening to me, and an ancillary question is, is it possible that some of all of these things were to HIM. I suspect that some of these things did happen to him, but I don’t know. It does seem like he knew that these were deliberately induced traumas.

Sometime in 2019 I concluded that there had been surveillance in, and distributed from, Freshwater School when I was a student there. Based on hints I’ve seen in movies, it seems it was distributed to people working in the entertainment industry. Based on patterns, I can conclude that there was surveillance trafficked from inside the classrooms, and from around and most likely from inside the girl’s and boy’s bathrooms.

This would not have been going on without the US federal government’s seal of approval. What is really remarkable about all of this is that people seem to be willing to engage in these kinds of behaviors, and even to fight to continue these behaviors, but the thing that really freaks them out is the idea that someone will openly discuss, or expose these behaviors – the deliberate traumatizing of children, the surveilling of children in private spaces like bathrooms, and the manipulation of children. As for why parents and teachers would take part in this, it seems to be a combination of conditioning, herd mentality, and financial incentives.

Chris Pugh

You’re personally responsible for
The entire strip to be washed away 
Cleansed as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
Flowed through the strip and were set on fire
It didn’t just singe the hair, it made it straight…
— Nirvana “Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip” (1993)

“Singer/guitarist looking for a cross between Black Flag and Black Sabbath. Will straighten hair for the right band”
— 1980s Rod Moody Rocket ad looking for a band.

Several times last night the name “Chris Pugh” came to me – and instead of trying to translate the I’ll just use the language that comes to me about him – “snickbait Gruber, Lemony Anne Boleyn files, CFI, FBI, CIA Timpanicking Gruber”

I have never met this person. He was in the 1980s Seattle band Swallow. Their bio often contained the aforementioned “band wanted” ad, which is interesting in the way it seems to interface with Kurt Cobain’s ad libbed lyrics from “Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip.” A few things standing out to me about Swallow – the band has been labeled “motorcycle pop,” a hint about financing. Pugh and Sub Pop co-founder Bruce Pavitt have known each other “from their college days in Olympia, WA” (allmusic.com) – so sounds like he went to Evergreen, was in Olympia in the 1980s.

Other bands Pugh has been in, include “Crime Family” (band names are not irrelevant – other Olympia-linked band names include The Makers and Family Gun) and Creep. The phrase “Creep Store Seattle” comes to me a lot, and I understand it to be financed malfeasance coming from, or through, Seattle.

When I first discovered signs of malfeasance around Pacific Northwest music scenes, in late 2013, early 2014, I was on Facebook with a network that included a lot of people in the Sub Pop orbit, as was Chris. I remember that at that time, Bruce Pavitt changed his Facebook photo to a picture of – it seems like it was himself standing in front of a door or a mirror with Jerry Garcia etched on it, holding a bottle of champagne.