This doesn't need an introduction, does it?
As I've confessed earlier on this blog, I grew up a rabid Nirvana fanatic, and to some extent I still am a rabid Nirvana fanatic. Nirvana may no longer inhabit every cell in my system as it did when I was 13, but every so often I find myself suddenly scouring the corners of the innerweb looking for more badly recorded live bootlegs, demos and such to fill out the ever-growing collection.
As much as I love their post 1991 work (in other words, Nevermind and In Utero) my favorite era of Nirvana was 1987-90. The stuff on Bleach and Incesticide, essentially. Although they could be noisy and in-your-face even in the last few years of their existance, it felt less contrived in their early work. The early stuff just has a certain rugged quality. A kind of dark, dingy, almost claustrophobic abrasiveness that stinks of mold, cigarettes, cheap beer and clothes that haven't been washed in a while. All the Smells Like Teen Spirit's in the world couldn't beat that.
And yeah, I inverted (re-inverted? un-inverted?) the album cover. I think it looks better that way.
(mp3) Nirvana - Negative creep
(mp3) Nirvana - Scoff
(mp3) Nirvana - Swap meet (highly recommended!)
Buy Bleach @ Amazon.com.
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