"In Utero" is Nirvana's last album, yet Cobain said it was like a return to the origins...
We are in 1993: the commercial success of "Nevermind" had brought the band a popularity never before seen for a group that came from the alternative scene. But after two years, Cobain's hope, that the same popularity, so cursed, could at least strengthen his artistic independence, becomes more concrete thanks to a producer like Steve Albini. Indeed, "In Utero" is nothing that could be defined as a follow-up to "Nevermind".
The album already starts with a recusatio: "teenage angst has paid off well, now I'm bored and old...": in this sense, therefore, there is the group's intention to leave behind the burden of "Nevermind" to face a new musical discourse. If songs like "Smells Like Teen Spirit", "Come As You Are", "Territorial Pissings" had become generational anthems, considered an expression of a common feeling, in "In Utero", almost programmatically, as it is evident from the title, we find none of this. The tracks on the album, unequivocally, express above all personal feelings and states of mind, which could never be considered on a general level or applied to generational groups.
"In Utero" is Cobain's album, of his true anger, his true pain, but also his true love: for his wife ("Heart-Shaped Box") and for his daughter, of his tenacity in defending this small world of affections, too often offended by the media and common people ("Rape Me"). The gossip about him, the role granted to him by acquired fame, that role of "spokesperson" for a generation Cobain always wanted to decline, had put him greatly at discomfort. He never recognized himself in that role, also because it was not in his nature. According to many, Cobain was rather quiet. He did not like to show off. All the noise around his person, his music, must have seemed like a tremendous contradiction. One of the reasons for his suicide was certainly this, although we can never understand the meaning of that gesture. Cobain had everything to live happily, yet he was not. In this sense, "In Utero" can be considered a dramatic alarm bell for what was to come a few months later.
The album is full of references to the "fame" issue, even though everything is surrounded by subtle but bitter irony. The title originally chosen was "I Hate Myself And I Want To Die", but then it was changed: Cobain said people would not have understood it, as it would have been a completely ironic title: he already felt like a rock 'n roll stereotype, to which, as traditionally, there should not have been a tragic death by overdose lacking. Evidently, the only way to overcome the stereotype seemed to him to adhere to the stereotype itself... His suicide was in essence an ironic gesture, albeit tragic, and at the same time, the only way out, a catharsis, the only expedient capable of nullifying everything, bringing everything back to a primordial state of purity: that precisely evoked by the definitively chosen title.
From a musical point of view, the album stands as an extreme evolution of grunge, a genre that perhaps never existed and anchored to its period of glory, but at the same time represents its overcoming. The pattern is always the same: Nirvana is basically a punk-rock band, which bases its originality on using the multiple musical experiences that have characterized the history of rock. And this applies to the disc in question, but not completely. With "In Utero," in fact, we are faced with a new rock whose sophistication is based, in some cases, on its extreme simplicity ("Pennyroyal Tea", "Dumb", "All Apologies"), in others on the extreme sense of estrangement conveyed by some tracks like "Milk It", "Tourette's", "Radio Friendly Unit Shifter": tranquility and estrangement then, almost in imitation of the inner motions of the soul, expressed by a distorted, dark guitar, much closer to the bass and already very far from the clichés of punk-rock.
It is already post-rock in "In Utero", the true "denial" of Nirvana, an album that, by renouncing the mechanisms that had brought grunge to prominence, ends the movement itself, something that will become definitive with Cobain's death, whose musical and life experience is perfectly summarized in the record: authenticity, purity, desire to live...like a fetus in its mother's womb.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Serve the Servants (03:35)
Teenage angst has paid off well
Now I'm bored and old
Self-appointed judges judge
More than they have sold
If she floats than she is not
A witch like we had thought
A down payment on another
One at Salem's lot
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore
As my bones grew they did hurt
They hurt really bad
I tried hard to have a father
But instead I had a Dad
I just want you to know that I
Don't hate you anymore
There is nothing I could say
That I haven't thought before
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
Serve the servants - Oh no
That legendary divorce is such a bore
02 Scentless Apprentice (03:47)
Like most babies smell like butter
His smell smelled like no other
He was born scentless and senseless
He was born a scentless apprentice
Go away - get away, get a-way
Every wet nurse refused to feed him
Electrolytes smell like semen
I promise not to sell your perfumed secrets
There are countless formulas for pressing flowers
Go away - get away, get a-way
I lie in the soll and fertilize mushrooms
Leaking out gas fumes are made into perfume
You can't fire me because I quit!
Throw me in the fire and I won't throw a fit
Go away - get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get away, get a-way
03 Heart-Shaped Box (04:41)
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
Meat-eating orchids forgive no one just yet
Cut myself on angel hair and baby's breath
Broken hymen of your highness I'm left black
Throw down your umbilical noose so I can climb right back
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I've been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I've been drawn into your magnet tar-pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait!
I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
Your advice
Your advice
04 Rape Me (02:50)
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one?
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
05 Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge on Seattle (04:09)
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To hear that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
In her false witness, we hope you're still with us,
To see if they float or drown
Our favorite patient, a display of patience,
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars,
And leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
It's so relieving
To know that you're leaving as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing
To know that you're asking wherever you get your way
It's so soothing
To know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
I miss the comfort in being sad
06 Dumb (02:31)
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
My heart is broke
But I have some glue
Help me inhale
And mend it with you
We'll float around
And hang out on clouds
Then we'll come down
And have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Have a hangover
Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up
I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun is gone
But I have a light
My day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Maybe just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
Think I'm just happy
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
I think I'm dumb
07 Very Ape (01:56)
I'm buried up to my neck in
Contradictorary flies
I'll take pride as the king of literature
I'm very ape
And very nice
If you ever need anything
Please don't
Hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm to busy acting like I'm not naive
I've seen it all
I was here first
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the dirt
If you ever need anything
Please don't
Hesitate to ask someone else first
I'm to busy acting like I'm not naive
I've seen it all
I was here first
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the ground
Out of the ground
Into the sky
Out of the sky
Into the dirt
08 Milk It (03:55)
I am my own parasite
I don't need a host to live
We feed off of each other
We can share our endorphins
Doll steak!
Test meat!
Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
I own my own pet virus
I get to pet and name her
Her milk is my shit
My shit it is her milk
Test meat!
Doll steak!
Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
Doll steak!
Test meat!
Look on the bright side is suicide
Lost eyesight I'm on your side
Angel left wing, right wing, broken wing
Lack of iron and/or sleeping
Protector of the kennel
Ecto-plasma, Ecto-skeletal
Obituary birthday
Your scent is still here in my place of recovery
09 Pennyroyal Tea (03:36)
I'm on my time with everyone
I have very bad posture
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
I'm anemic royalty
Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld
So I can sigh eternally
I'm so tired I can't sleep
I'm anemic royalty
I'm a liar and a thief
I'm anemic royalty
I'm on warm milk and laxatives
Cherry-flavored antacids
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
I'm anemic royalty
Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea
Distill the life that's inside of me
I'm anemic royalty
10 Radio Friendly Unit Shifter (04:51)
- Hmmmmmm ... I just wanna know ... do you like me? - [Whisper]
Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key
I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with ciggarette burns
Speak at once while taking turns
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What is what i need?
I'm gonna do with what you think
If you ever think at all
Bi-polar opposites attract
All of a sudden my water broke
I love you for what I am not
I do not want what I have got
A blanket acne'ed with ciggarette burns
Second-rate third degree burns
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What do I think i think?
Hate, hate your enemies
Save, save your friends
Find, find your place
Speak, speak the truth
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What do I think of me ?
Use just once and destroy
Invasion of our piracy
Afterbirth of a nation
Starve without your skeleton key
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What do I think of me ?
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What is wrong with me
What do I think of me ?
11 tourette's (01:35)
- Moderate Rock!
Mayday every day, in my heart.
Could've had a heart attack, in my heart.
We don't know anything, in my heart.
We all want something fair, in my heart.
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyy!
Heyyyyyyy!
Heyyyyyyy!
Out of town, out of sight, is my heart.
Queen of lies, everyday, in my heart.
My heart, one more on the phone, my heart.
One more at the phone, at my heart
Hey!
Hey!
Heyyyyyyyyyyy!
Heyyyyyyyyyyy!
Mean heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart
Cold heart, cold heart, cold heart, cold heart!
Uhhhhhhh!
Other interpretations possible.
12 All Apologies (23:58)
What else should I be
All apologies
What else could I say
Everyone is gay
What else could I write
I don't have the right
What else should I be
All apologies
In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
I'm married
Buried
I wish I was like you
Easily amused
Find my nest of salt
Everything is my fault
I'll take all the blame
Aqua Sea Foam shame
Sunburn with freezeburn
Choking on the ashes of her enemy
In the sun
In the sun I feel as one
In the sun
In the sun
Married, Maried, Maried!
Buried!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
All in all is all we are
13 Gallons of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through the Strip (07:31)
It hurts when you have to press that dull little thing
That you're only supposed to use once and then discard
Where do you put it? In the garbage can, my honest friend
My shyness, pet her flow
She's only been five months late, even though we haven't had sex for a week
A meal a day, a meal, I say
And my heart's made my ...
Somebody else already used the word 'aurora-borealis'
She was tied up in chains, and Sam had helped her in the freezer
She's only five weeks late, but I haven't had a date forever ...
Ever ... ever ... forever!
Wish I had more ... more opportunity,
More chances to remember some things
So I couldn't have so much pressure on my ...
On my ... on my, um ... ah, on my ... um ... um ... head
We'd have so much more diversity,
And so much more input, so much more creative flow,
If we had someone in school, a 'GIT' ...
GIT ... geeks ... in ... town.
Ha! ... Come on, Dave, think of one ... !
- Girls with trouble
It should be GIC, geeks with charvels
No, GWC, fuck man this is a waste of time ...
{laughs}
One more solo? Yeahhhhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhhhh!
You're personally responsible for ...
The entire strip ... to be washed away ...
Cleansed ... as if gallons of, um, rubbing alcohol
Flowed through the strip and were set on fire.
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight.
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom,
And his ... silk ...
And he ... he erected a beautiful city ...
A city of stars.
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By KurtTheFish
The sound is absolutely more genuine, deliberately raw.
In my opinion, an unjustly underrated album, in some respects superior to "Nevermind."
By cameli11
"In Utero seems almost a sign of protest by the band against record labels."
"Pain, despair, and the desire to be happy are the main themes of the entire CD."
By hypnosphere boy
"In Utero is, in its way, a sort of concluding manifesto if not of the entire grunge epic, at least of the Seattle scene."
"Rape Me... the ultimate meaning of this existential manifesto of Kurt Cobain: desperate and extreme attempt to escape the pain of unsettling questions."
By Sanjuro
Cobain has always written the same mediocre, flat song for all 5 years of Nirvana.
Grunge in music history is one of the stupidest, most derivative, and genius-devoid genres ever appeared.
By tonu87
"In Utero represents a return to the origins for Nirvana, a return to their true sound: dirty, hard, distorted, and corrosive."
"Listening to this album drags us into Kurt Cobain’s chaotic world, a world where he lets out all the evils suffered, his fears, and his problems."