Nirvana - In Utero
Artist Name: Nirvana
Album Title: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock
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Track Title Time Size (k)
1. Serve the Servants 03:36 5156
2. Scentless Apprentice 03:48 5430
3. Heart Shaped Box 04:42 6690
4. Rape Me 02:50 4072
5. Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on... 04:10 5940
6. Dumb 02:32 3658
7. Very Ape 01:56 2803
8. Milk It 03:55 5595
9. Pennyroyal Tea 03:37 5183
10. Radio Friendly Unit Shifter 04:51 6916
11. Tourette's 01:35 2322
12. All Apologies 03:50 5483

Full track information
1. Serve the Servants (01 Serve the Servants.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:36
Size: 5156 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old
Self-appointed judges judge
More than they have sold

If she floats than she is not
A witch like we had thought
A down payment on another
One at salem's lot

Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore

As my bones grew they did hurt
They hurt really bad
I tried hard to have a father
But instead I had a dad

I just want you to know that I
Don't hate you anymore
There is nothing I could say
That I haven't thought before

Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore

Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
Serve the servants - oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore


2. Scentless Apprentice (02 Scentless Apprentice.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:48
Size: 5430 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Like most babies smell like butter, his smell smelled like no other
He was born scentless and senseless, he was born a scentless apprentice

Go away, get away, get away, get a-way
Every wet nurse refused to feed him
Electrolytes smell like semen
I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets
There are countless formulas for pressing flowers

I lie in the soll and fertilize mushrooms
Leaking out gas fumes are made into perfume
You can't fire me because I quit
Throw me in the fire and I won't throw a fit

Go away, go away, go away, go away, go away


3. Heart Shaped Box (03 Heart Shaped Box.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 04:42
Size: 6690 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

Hey, wait, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hate, haight, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey, wait, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself angel's hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back

Hey, wait, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hate, haight, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey, wait, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

She eyes me like a pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your Heart-Shaped box for a week
I was drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

Hey, wait, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hate, haight, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey, wait, I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice, advice


4. Rape Me (04 Rape Me.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 02:50
Size: 4072 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Rape me, rape me my friend
Rape me, rape me again

I'm not the only one, I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one, I'm not the only one
Hate me, do it and do it again
Waste me, rape me my friend

I'm not the only one, I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one, I'm not the only one
My favorite inside source, I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern, you'll always stink and burn

Rape me, rape me my friend
Rape me, rape me again

I'm not the only one, I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one, I'm not the only one
Rape me, rape me, rape me, rape me
Rape me, rape me, rape me, rape me


5. Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on... (05 Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on....mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 04:10
Size: 5940 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to hear you're asking wherever you get your way
I's so soothing to know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad, I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad

In her false withness, we hope you're still with us
To see if they gloar or drown
Our favourite paitent, a display of patience, disease-covered puget sound
She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars
And leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad, I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad

It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to know that you're asking wherever you get your way
I's so soothing to know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad, I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad


6. Dumb (06 Dumb.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 02:32
Size: 3658 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
I'm not like them but I can pretend
The sun is gone but I have a light
The day is done but I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy, think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy, think I'm just happy

My heart is broke but I have some glue
Help me inhale and mend it with you
We'll float around and hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down and I have a hangover, have a hangover
Have a hangover, have a hangover

Skin the sun, Fall asleep
Wish away, the soul is cheap
Lesson learned, wish me luck
Soothe the burn, wake me up

I'm not like them but I can pretend
The sun is gone but I have a light
The day is done but I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy, think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy, think I'm just happy
I think I'm dumb, I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb, I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb, I think I'm dumb


7. Very Ape (07 Very Ape.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 01:56
Size: 2803 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
I am buried up to my neck in contradictionary lies
I take pride as the kind of illiterature
I'm very ape and very nice

If you ever need anything please don't hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive, I've seen it all I was here first

Out of the ground, into the sky
Out of the sky, into the ground

If you ever need anything please don't hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm too busy acting like I'm not naive, I've seen it all I was here first

Out of the ground, into the sky
Out of the sky, into the ground
Out of the ground, into the sky
Out of the sky, into the ground


8. Milk It (08 Milk It.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:55
Size: 5595 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
I am my own parasite, I don't need a host to live
We feed off of each other, we can share our endorphins

Doll steak
Test meat

I won my own pet virus, I get to pet and name her
Her milk is my shit, my shit is her milk

Doll steak

Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping

Doll steak
Protect me

Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
Protector of the kennel
Ecto-plasma, ecto-Skeletal
Obituary birthday
Your scent is still here in my place of recovery


9. Pennyroyal Tea (09 Pennyroyal Tea.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:37
Size: 5183 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea
I'm anemic royalty
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh enternally
I'm so tired I can't take
I'm a liar and a thief

Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty

I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry-flavored antacids

Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea
I'm anemic royalty


10. Radio Friendly Unit Shifter (10 Radio Friendly Unit Shifter.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 04:51
Size: 6916 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key
I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed, ciggarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
What is wrong with me, what is wrong with me
What is wrong with me

I want nothing to do with what you think
If you ever think at all
Bi-polar opposites attract
All of a sudden my water broke
I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed, ciggarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
What is wrong with me, what is wrong with me
What is wrong with me

Hate, hate your enemies
Save, save your friends
Find, find your place
Speak, speak the truth

What is wrong with me, what is wrong with me
What is wrong with me

Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key
What is wrong with me, what is wrong with me
What is wrong with me, what is wrong with me


11. Tourette's (11 Tourette's.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 01:35
Size: 2322 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
Cufk, Yish, Sips


12. All Apologies (12 All Apologies.mp3)
Artist: Nirvana
Album: In Utero
Year: 1993
Genre: Rock

Time: 03:50
Size: 5483 K
Track 192
Rate: 44100

Comment:
Nirvana probably hired Steve Albini to produce In Utero with the hopes of creating their own Surfer Rosa, or at least shoring up their indie cred after becoming a pop phenomenon with a glossy punk record. In Utero, of course, turned out to be their last record, and it's hard not to hear it as Kurt Cobain's suicide note, since Albini's stark, uncompromising sound provides the perfect setting for Cobain's bleak, even nihilistic, lyrics. Even if the album wasn't a literal suicide note, it was certainly a conscious attempt to shed their audience an attempt that worked, by the way, since the record had lost its momentum when Cobain died in the spring of 1994. Even though the band tempered some of Albini's extreme tactics in a remix, the record remains a deliberately alienating experience, front-loaded with many of its strongest songs, then descending into a series of brief, dissonant squalls before concluding with "All Apologies," which only gets sadder with each passing year. Throughout it all, Cobain's songwriting is typically haunting, and its best moments rank among his finest work, but the over-amped dynamicism of the recording seems like a way to camouflage his dispiritedness as does the fact that he consigned such great songs as "Verse Chorus Verse" and "I Hate Myself and Want to Die" to compilations, when they would have fit, even illuminated the themes of In Utero. Even without those songs, In Utero remains a shattering listen, whether it's viewed as Cobain's farewell letter or self-styled audience alienation. Few other records are as willfully difficult as this. Stephen Thomas Erlewine
Lyrics:
What else should I be, all apologies
What else should I say, everyone is gay
What else could I write, I don't have the right
What else should I be, all apologies

In the sun, in the sun I feed as one
In the sun, in the sun, I'm married, buried
I wish I was like you, easily amused
Find my nest of salt, everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame, aqur scafoam shame
Sunburn with freezeburn, choking on the ashes of her enemy
In the sun, in the sun I feed as one
In the sun, in the sun, I'm married, buried

All in all we all are, all in all we all are
All in all we all are, all in all we all are


Total: 12

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