"In Utero" is the Nirvana album that probably includes all the qualities that have brought us to love the Seattle group. First "In Utero" revives the visceral side of rock (which brings us back to "Bleach") with remarkable production (now famous Steve Albini at the controls) who manages to make it sound exactly like Nirvana live: angry, aggressive, powerful. The battery still sounds more like a thunderous crash, the dirty guitar sound is still sharper than for "In Bloom" and texts are more afflicted (discussed anatomy, flesh, broken family, rape - finally, anti-rape ...). Then "In Utero" contains these famous pop songs (so characteristic to the fantastic "Nevermind") which sound (yet they come back) has probably aged a little better than its predecessor ("Rape Me" in mind). Kurt most compositions never told enough that had a rather pop structure and that Nirvana had finally more similarities with the Beatles with Bush or Soundgarden (well, and those that compared at the time with the Guns' n'Roses definitely did not understand ...). And finally, there are some sublime ballads, like the good old days of "Polly" and "Something In The Way" ("Dumb," "All Apologies"), where the fragile voice of angel Kurt comes into its own: a tormented soul voice too sensitive to too frail shoulders. Well, in short, the same qualities as for Nevermind? Not exactly. It appears from the record, certainly due to what everyone already knows (a Kurt Cobain incapable of integrating the huge success of Nevermind, deeply depressed and addicted to heroin), both a freedom and sincerity more obvious and more moving than Nevermind. "In Utero" is devoid of artifice, but it takes guts. It is the whole body that the album is addressed. Even défouloirs the disc (the fabulous "Tourette's"!) Have this extra sincerity, baring that Nirvana rife over a lot of his peers at the time. And then there was this incredible title "Heart-Shaped Box" (including the clip - the macabre accents - glue so far and about the atmosphere of the title, and contains striking images so they will remember yet) which remains for me the quintessential music of Kurt: raw, bitter, bleeding, but so sincere and ripping ... Then of course, critics will address the technical and musical limits of the group "Nirvana? They know how to play three chords! ". Yet many knowledgeable musical ears incense Nirvana. Charmer with as little technical reports or magic or talent. It depends on your level of mysticism.
