Nirvana’s third (and, due to Kurt Cobain’s death a year later, final) studio album, In Utero, had the unenviable task of following Nevermind, which became one of the best-selling and most-celebrated albums of all-time just two years earlier.
Twenty-one movies over ten years, with the granddaddy of them all — Avengers: Endgame — due in just a few weeks. A huge slate of perfectly cast stars popping up in multiple films in either lead or supporting roles. A talented slate of writers and directors who have brought their own sensibilities to individual films while maintaining the threads that tie them all together.
It is a unique cinematic achievement.
Recorded and aired just a few months before lead singer Kurt Cobain’s suicide, this haunting appearance took on even more meaning following the news of his death. Stripped of the grunge trappings, bearing his soul onstage, it’s hard not to see Cobain’s tragic future in his sad eyes.
Two and a half years ago I counted down my 20 favorite 80s songs. At the time I figured I’d tackle the 90s next but I never got around to it.
The reason is simple: 90s music basically sucks. Certainly lots of quality songs and albums were released during that decade, but the overall sound that defines the period — a mixture of alterna-grunge pseudo-seriousness and boy band superficiality — is a loser.
That said, I do love a countdown. So over the next two weeks I will list not my favorite songs from the 90s but my favorite artists and bands.