Sub Pop releases Nirvana’s Bleach (Deluxe)

6039What can I say about the album Bleach? Monumental. No doubt. Rest assured, most didn’t even hear Nirvana’s debut until after the overcooked “Smells Like Teen Spirit” led them first to Nevermind. If you prefer the winning hand, and that is what you should always prefer, Bleach is the best of Nirvana’s three albums. I can do without the others almost entirely. Perhaps much of that is intertwined with my negative feelings on the whole Nirvana machine of the 90’s and the hype that was forced upon a whole generation. No doubt, England and many other loyalists would agree that Nirvana’s blinding power last decade did more than sell tons of records; it left little room for elsewhere aural light. All in all, it was just too much.  The later two records were not awful by any means, in fact, they were pretty good. Having said that, the best thing we got from the later two Nirvana albums was Dave Grohl – a badass drummer, among other things, and guy who actually wanted to be a rockstar. Imagine that.

So long before Cobain was mythologized with titles such as “spokesperson for a generation,” he and some other guys made an album of exquisite sludgy melodic dread in the Northwest.  Not the heaviest or fastest album ever, Bleach finds its nervy demons in whatever Cobain was feeling at the time and how he conjured that musically with grasping realism.  The end result was a familiar feeling to some, though one that prior had never been quite so well parlayed into song.  I’ve often said that Cobain wrote three songs and the rest were derivative. On Bleach we get the best of those tunes in their purest versions – – with no acoustic guitars, Courtney Love, or MTV to dilute the chemistry (assuming that was what diluted the chemistry).

As for Bleach (Deluxe), its been remastered and includes a 48-page CD /16-page LP booklet with candid photos of the band not previously released. Also included as a companion piece to the album is a nice February 9th, 1990 show at the Pine Street Theatre in Portland, Oregon.

Still as great an album as ever to get lost in while driving and other things requiring motion.

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