I can not really nachvollzehen most reviews here. The songs are all more or less harmoniously bulky. Sometimes affects the right constructed like trying to make with all the obvious in the dramaturgy avoid. Cornell screams itself, whimpering, ächtzt, croaks and whines incredibly dynamic by even the most oblique moment of deliberately unpredictable dramaturgy this rather melancholy songwriter album. He makes just accidentally as blatantly clear that he is the best damn rock singer, the 90s have brought forth dominated by grunge. A good, but not outstanding album of equally inscrutable as driven character.