Dark and moody ‘grunge’ metal, the other irritating heavy scene to spawn from metal’s arse. At times clever, sometimes stoned, often drowning in that Sub-Pop sludge bucket of mess, ‘Facelift’ is unclean, yet catchy in its mumblings, Layne Stayley the new voice on the block, kicking around with Nirvana, Soundgarden, Pearl Jam and the likes as rock takes on a bigger head, a refreshing twist that resigns the ‘80s glam and dark metal days to its grave. Suddenly, bands are striding in their droves from Seattle, alternative metal is on the up, and despite the scene becoming saturated in imitators and no-hopers, a select few emerged from the cesspit, ‘Facelift’ being one of those murky, obscure and dense sounding offerings, which, when standing alone remains a classy if sluggish journey, but with Seattle at the time spawning more offspring by the week, bands such as Alice In Chains sprung up the corporate ladder to fame and fortune, and on cuts such as ‘Man In The Box’ you can see why, although such a record is a little too sleepy for continuous play. 7/10
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