Take the glammiest, most hairsprayed glam metal act and submerge them in the dreary Seattle gloom. The hair gets stringy and flat, the guitar solos give way to distortion-filled bar chords, and the spandex is replaced with flannel. Throw in some punk-fueled angst, a shot of Gen X apathy and there it is: Grunge. Big, raw, rough, and fuzzy, this is the music that tore us from the superstardom excess of the ‘80s and launched DIY into the mainstream. Lace up your Docs, don’t wash your hair, and hit play.
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