By Joseph Kyle
Get past the shock of the new. Look past what your fan-fueled thoughts may tell you about what Nirvana
means, or what Kurt Cobain‘s
legacy should be, because if you get caught up in such thoughts, you
might fanboy yourself out of the wonderful experience of Battle For Seattle, the latest album by reggae/rocksteady legend Little Roy. Yes, it is an album of Nirvana
covers. Yes, it is reggae.
You over yourself yet? Good.
For the record: I am not an expert on
reggae music. I like what I like but have never made an academic study
of the genre, so I couldn’t tell you whether something is technically
good or generic. I simply take pleasure in the sound of the groove, and
while I can understand the hardcore enthusiast’s point of view, I am not
one, nor make any pretense about who and what defines the genre. To my
ears, though, Battle For Seattle is the best treatment of the genre – and Kurt’s music – since the wonderful Grunge Lite.
Still, it’s a pretty fantastic thing, this Battle For Seattle.
I’d first heard Little Roy’s cover of the ‘Sliver’ single; it was a
good starting point, an out-of-nowhere single and concept. It was and is
an addictive number; the song’s repetitive chorus of “Grandma take me home”
becomes a dizzying, blissful refrain; its B-side, ‘Dive’, starts off
the album. It’s a good thing I was already quite familiar with his
cover, because I don’t think I’ll be listening to it much, because among
the rest of the album’s songs, it’s clearly the weakest song on the
record.
Then again, any song that preceded his
cover of ‘Heart-Shaped Box’ would invariably pale in comparison. In his
readjustment, Little Roy has taken the angst and psychosis out of the
equation, and has exposed the song’s secret underbelly – that it is,
essentially, a love song, a ballad, and actually a rather tender one at
that. Of course, I always knew that, but Little Roy has exemplified it so brilliantly, stripping it of the C-word subject the song is thought to be about.
Another In Utero song follows,
‘Very Ape’, and its circus-like melody also helps to highlight an aspect
of the song that Kurt just wasn’t able to highlight: the point of view.
Yes, the song is the juxtaposition of the human-as-superior-species as
taken from an ape’s point of view – or is it? It’s an abstract lyric,
but Little Roy creates the vibe – at least for me – of a caged zoo
animal, which, of course, probably was exactly how Kurt felt about himself.
His take on ‘Come As You Are’ amazes in
another way; the slowed-down yet somewhat chipper melody builds up to
the unforgettable chorus, “I swear I don’t have a gun,” and
the arrangement makes the song become an interesting sequel to ‘I Shot
The Sheriff’. Maybe that was the point, or maybe it was an unintended
consequence? I’m sure Kurt probably couldn’t have imagined it as being
that, but that’s the magic of reinvention.
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