The problem isn’t with the tracks themselves or the sequencing or the artwork; it’s deeper. It’s unnerving that well-intentioned fans will stand by attentively and buy every Nirvana release, while the label Tupacs the shit out of Cobain’s catalog flotsam. Were he alive, would he want these songs up for mass consumption?
What’s sad is there’s no changing this process. The bigwigs will milk their cash cow. Meanwhile, heaps of unreleased Nirvana-Cobain recordings — many of which are superior to the three from Sliver — await their fate. Best of the Box indeed. But still such a long way from the bottom of the barrel.
Ben Blackwell writes about music for Metro Times . Send comments to email@example.com.
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