Kurt Cobain. I remember reading he had ODed on alcohol in Paris, but he didn't drink, odd. Then 3 weeks later dead. I think he had a lot of MH issues, he was my teenage icon. I was 17 when he died having moved alone from a small country town in Australia to MADchester. A crazy, amazing time. I miss the North, it is funny we have visitors 'Aw you are so lucky to live in the Cotswolds' still think Manchester rocks. Too hard to move though as we would never get the pay there and it ain't too bad here. A few years later Princess Diana died, I was at uni in Australia and it wasn't a big thing. Australia did mourn QE11, weirdly so. I guess as most people had known her all her life.
I lived in Soho when Amy Winehouse was big. I remember seeing her walking around Broadwick St one night late, she was so tiny, her feet were bleeding all over satin ballet pumps, so sad. She was with the idiot who seemed oblivious to her bleeding. I wanted to stop her, there didn't seem to be any security, doubt it would have changed a thing.
Still listen to Nirvana.