Somehow ten years have stolen away since the tragic death of Kurt Cobain in 1994.  I was a mere eight years old, and had been a fan for a little over a year - I was still living in California, where there was an outrageous grunge following, and I remember hearing a medley of Nirvana's songs playing constantly on the radio that day.  I was in the car, when one of their more popular songs "...Teen Spirit" came on... and my dad turned to me and said, "you know Tiffani... this guy killed himself... he was just found yesterday"  I remember not believing him at first, and becoming very silent.  I started to cry, and didn't stop for a few minutes, at which point I continued to sulk for the remainder of the day.  It was everywhere, clips of investigators, news people, and mourning fans swarming around his brown wood-sided garage.  Everywhere, conspiracy theorists and angry fans fingered Courtney Love as the culprit and cried for her blood.  I remember people organizing candlelight wakes, and mourning circles.  But then, the crazies came out... fanatics were coming out with wild theories about his death, and even wierder tales of otherworldly encounters with the recently dead Cobain.  People mourned him for days, then weeks, then months, and now years later people are saddened by his tragic end.  The career of Nirvana has hurtled through almost three decades, and has no sign of slowing.  And with recent controversial additions to his legacy continue to amass... i.e. the diaries sold out so coldheartedly and disgustingly to publishing by his repugnant widow Love... his name will continue to build momentum through controversy and fandom.