The Best Record of 1989: Day 32
#44 Soundgarden, Louder Than Love vs. #85 Skid Row, Skid Row
Good morning!
Today we’re taking a look at records from Soundgarden and Skid Row
Note: As many of you know, I recently wrote about a Best Record of 1989 challenge and noted that I'd be occasionally writing some of these up.
I've started doing some quick hits of each matchup and posting them directly to the page. Some will be longer, some won’t, and some might just be a handful of sentences. There'll probably definitely be some typos.
Check 'em out and let me know your thoughts! Chin wags & hot takes welcome! Sharing and restacks are always appreciated.
KA—
Earlier this year, I used a piece of lawn furniture I once owned to make the case that Soundgarden belonged in the rock and roll hall of fame, noting:
I was also recently doing some purging and found a picture with some friends at Portland International Raceway from that same era. We were there for an Indy Car race before that weird split fractured all open-wheel racing in the U.S. into god-knows-what.
In that (unfiltered, thankyouverymuch) picture, most likely taken with a disposable camera, are three of us who have had just a little too much to drink and have definitely had too much sun. The fourth thing in the frame was a chair named "Full On Kevin's Chair," after the Soundgarden song.
This track is from the band's Louder Than Love LP, a record that sounds best turned up to 11.
There is a notion that bands from the NW were writing more innovative music than their heavy metal counterparts- that the music was somehow smarter. As someone from that part of the world, I'm happy enough to go along with that. But the reality is that Soundgarden wasn't exactly singing about the global south or scientific breakthroughs1.
They were (often) making songs about sex and not exactly being abstract about it. Just look at "Hands All Over," the aforementioned "Full on Kevin's Mom," and Big Dumb Sex (a piss take on heavy metal/glam rock bands like today's opponent). For the latter, if the title wasn't a giveaway, one only needs to play the chorus (and maybe not at work).
Mostly, though, it was a record begging to be played loud. It was never about the words, anyway, was it? It was about the sound full of bludgeoning riffs and concussive beats that you feel so much as you hear. Frontman Chris Cornell would go on to earn a bit of heartthrob status, and the band would go on to hit great heights and worldwide fame. But in 1989, they just wanted to rawk. Mission accomplished.
The first green shoots of grunge on the Left Coast were in some part a response to glam metal and bands like Skid Row. After all, Soundgarden couldn't have made a parody song if the "real" version hadn't first existed.
In Skid Row's case, somewhere under all that spandex and Aqua Net (so much Aqua Net), was a band that at least superficially was earnest. Soundgarden was making carols about fucking with a wink and a smile. In New Jersey, Skid Row didn't bother with any such artifice. For all the yowls and whirring guitars, even the ballads like "I Remember You" and the cautionary tale "18 and Life" feel plaintive, innocent even. At the other end, there were rippers like "Big Guns" and "Youth Gone Wild," a track which thumped out of many a speaker in my part of the world before we all learned that hip-hop was the genre best suited to rumble out of our trunks.
Stylistically, if Soundgarden didn't easily fit in any box, Skid Row took the best parts of bands like Def Leppard and put their own spin on them. And we haven't even got to the band's secret weapon: Sebastien Bach. His penchant for being over the top works in the record's favor and doesn't overpower the music- it lifts it up. When it worked, it worked (18 and Life, Big Guns, I Remember You).
In between, though, were some tracks that were just sort of okay. Some filler was par for the course, but it takes what could've been a great review and leaves it as merely good. But Youth Gone Wild sure still sounds good blaring out of a car stereo, even if that car is now a station wagon in the suburban Midwest.
My vote: I’ve got to stay true to my Best Coast roots here. And besides did Skid Row ever inspire someone to rename a lawn chair? I think not. My bracket and vote will both go to Soundgarden.
Any thoughts on either of these records? Agree/disagree with my takes? Which one of these would you vote for? Sound off in the comments!
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As always, thanks for being here.
KA—
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Worth noting that bassist Hiro Yamamoto left shortly after the recording of this record to pursue a Masters in chemistry.
Going Soundgarden on this one. This was the first Seattle record that proved to me the whole thing was going to blow up, though Skid Row really holds up well.