In a decade of loud, angry albums made by loud, angry men, In Utero might just be the loudest and angriest of them all. Even in the quiet bits, rage seeps out of every pore of Nirvana's third and final album - a record so confrontational, the band's label Geffen initially called it "unreleasable".
"What is wrong with me?" screams Kurt Cobain over the ragged feedback of Radio Friendly Unit Shifter. "You can't fire me because I quit," the troubled frontman spits on the unbearable aggression of Scentless Apprentice. Later, he sounds deflated, moping simply, "I'll take all the blame, I'll concede from shame" on plaintive album closer All Apologies. And only Cobain could fire up about drinking a cuppa on the superior guitar crunch of Pennyroyal Tea.
You can see why Geffen rejected it. The 1993 album's schizophrenic mood swings, bipolar energy levels and brutally black lyrics about cancer, broken hymens and umbilical nooses - and that's just from Heart-Shaped Box - make In Utero a compulsive, combative listening experience.
With notorious noisemaker Steve Albini at the helm, In Utero took Nirvana's quiet-loud dynamics perfected on Nevermind and expanded their boundaries at either end. It shook off the polish and embraced the dark, angry side of the band, while further indulging Cobain's love of DIY punk rock.