Today marks the 15th anniversary of the death of a legend. I’m not really sure how I could have made that first line any more cliche, but it’s true. I can’t believe it has been that long. I remember when I was a lot younger, my mom once told me that everyone in her generation could tell you where they were, when they heard the news that John F. Kennedy was shot. I think that if there could be an equivalent for my generation, it would probably be when Kurt died. Last month, I read a pretty good
article in Details, commemorating Cobain’s passing. I agree with most of the analysis. It is the same stuff that most Gen-Xers have contemplated, at one time or another, regarding Kurt. The article talks about things like, what if Kurt were still alive, would he be bald, do beer endorsements, be conformist, etc.. I remember that when Kurt died, they offered counseling at my school, for those who were having a hard time dealing with it. As hard as it was at the time, I think that it would be more likely for me to need counseling now, if Kurt would have lived to sell out. I love the idea of Kurt, the way he was before he died. Kurt Cobain is a part of my identity, as a member of the Gen-X society, that will never get fat, turn into a yuppie, or sell out.
