The Ament/Gossard band between Mother Love Bone and Pearl Jam's got nothing on either.
It's a testament to Andrew Wood's genius and Chris Cornell's failures. Where Wood was powerful, Cornell is showy. Where Wood drew you to him, Cornell forces himself upon you.
This is the Chris Cornell show, his vocals mixed too high, composed to prominently, constantly making themselves the point, while (outside a choice solo or ten) the band plods along. It's the kind of frontman excess the 90's were so often so good at getting away from.
Which might be fine, if I liked Chris Cornell's voice.
But I do not.
Footnote'd!
2.5/5
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