Web Friendly Blog Post It was ten years ago today that Kurt Cobain died. That feels so strange writing, that is was already ten years ago. Ten years makes something feel monumental, like now it's worthy of being remembered (let it be known that I wouldn't apply this notion towards, say, the 10th anniversary of Old Navy). I suppose Cobain's death was the birth of the crappy music that's been blessing our airwaves for a decade. Thanks, Courtney, for, as Yogi Berra put it, making this day necessary.