If we were to depict the grunge phenomenon as a prism, several faces of different structure and derivation would surely emerge. The face most anchored to the old hard rock masters of our geometric figure is represented by these four youngsters who shook the music scene of the early nineties.
“Led Sabbath” was one of the nicknames attributed to the band in those years, and certainly not by chance. Indeed, the Soundgarden did not invent much, but they forged a creative sound, based on the stereotypes of an old and “worn” genre like hard rock.

The pinnacle reached by this style, “the SG style,” is undoubtedly “Bad motor finger,” an album of pure energy and great depth, which serves as a springboard for Cornell and co. towards the rock ‘n roll firmament. The record uniquely reflects what Soundgarden meant for Seattle, that is, in a sense, the “purists” of grunge, able to break away from the clichés that were taking shape in the genre. And that's no small feat.

In fact, they had the merit of restoring importance and value to a sound that had become poor in ideas, creating something different and difficult to categorize, thanks especially to the qualities of the band members. Above all, that majestic tenor named Cris, who directs like a true captain the continuous course of the ship between heaviness and melody, without looking too much towards new horizons, but rather thinking to give a precise shape to the intuitions of the past.
“Bad motor finger” is a true concept album, which harvests the fruits of previous works and stabilizes the group's form of expression. The use of the voice, which ranges from one octave to another, the more refined sound, the compositional style, the harmonic interweaving: all elements that reach the perfect balance between (...nourishment and taste..."Kinder Bueno. Light-hearted goodness"...sorry, but those were the five seconds of advertising. =) perfection and originality.

The adrenaline that this record releases is terrifying! The greatness of Soundgarden lies in their ability to create twelve hard, but not tiring tracks, creating an explosive mixture of dark and powerful guitar fits, unusual bass chords, and time changes from the drums and the guitar itself. Then the charisma of one of the greatest frontmen in the world gives an even greater emotional impact, managing to enchant even more after fully memorizing the lesson of the 70's ancestors.

The intertwining of hard rock (or if we prefer “heavy metal”) in the Black Sabbath – Led Zeppelin model, acid punk surges, hints of psychedelia, and experimentation, like the open tuning of the guitars, serves as the main component of a fantastic album, which includes fundamental passages of Soundgarden's discography. “Outshined,” “Rusty cage,” “Jesus Christ Posse,” “Face pollution”: just to name a few tracks.

Probably “Bad Motor finger” in 1991 (release date) was somewhat overshadowed by the success of “Nevermind,” but it cannot be absolutely not catalogued among the best albums of the nineties, conceived and generated by the great and now lamented Soundgarden.

Tracklist Lyrics and Videos

01   Rusty Cage (04:25)

You wired me awake
and hit me with a hand of broken nails
you tied my lead and pulled my chain
to watch my blood begin to boil

But I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Yeah, I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage
And run

Too cold to start a fire
I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
I'll take the river down to still water
And ride a pack of dogs

But I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Yeah, I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage
And run

Hits like a Phillips head into my brain
It's gonna be too dark to sleep again
Cutting my teeth on bars and rusty chains
I'm gonna break my rusty cage
And run

When the forest burns along the road
Like God's eyes in my headlights
And when the dogs are looking for their bones
And it's raining ice picks on your steel shore

But I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Yeah, I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage
And run

02   Outshined (05:10)

I got up feeling so down
I got off being sold out
I've kept the movie rolling
But the story's getting old now

Oh yeah

I just looked in the mirror
Things aren't looking so good
I'm looking California
And feeling Minnesota

Oh yeah

So now you know
Who gets mystified
So now you know
Who gets mystified

Show me the power child, I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
Yeah it gives me the butterflies, gives me away
'til I'm up on my feet again

I'm feeling
Oh I'm feeling
outshined, outshined, outshined, outshined

Oh yeah

Someone let the dogs out
They'll show you where the truth is
The grass is always greener
Where the dogs are shedding

Oh yeah

I'm feeling that I'm sober
Even though I'm drinking
I can't get any lower
Still I feel I'm sinking

So now you know
Who gets mystified
So now you know
Who gets mystified

Show me the power child, I'd like to say
That i'm down on my knees today
yeah it gives me the butterflies, gives me away
'til I'm up on my feet again

I'm feeling
Oh I'm feeling
outshined, outshined, outshined, outshined

Ooh yeah!

Outshined

So now you know
Who gets mystified

Show me the power child, I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies, gives me away
'til I'm up on my feet again

Oh I'm feeling
Oh i'm feeling

Show me the power child, I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
Yeah it gives me the butterflies, gives me away
'til I'm up on my feet again

Oh I'm feeling
Oh I'm feeling
outshined, outshined, outshined, outshined

03   Slaves & Bulldozers (06:55)

Every word I said is what I mean
Every word I said is what I mean
Everything I gave is what I need

Virgin eyes and dirty looks
On what I have and why I took
Counting all the hands I shook

Now I know why you've been shaking
Now I know why you've been shaking

So bleed your heart out
There's no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what's in it for me

Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've shown is what I feel

Buying lies and stealing jokes
And laughing every time I choke
Biding all the time you took

Now I know why you've been taken
Now I know why you've been taken

So bleed your heart out
There's no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what's in it for me

04   Jesus Christ Pose (05:50)

And you stare at me
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
Like you've been carrying a load
And you swear to me
You don't wanna be my slave
But you're staring at me
Like I...
Like I need to be saved

Arms held out
In your Jesus Christ pose
Thorns and shroud
Like it's the coming of the Lord
And I swear to you
That I would never feed you pain
But you're staring at me
Like I...
Like I'm driving the nails

In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
In your Jesus Christ pose
Thorns and shroud
Like it's the coming of the lord
Would it pay you more to walk on water
Than to wear a crown of thorns
It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich
Than to bury you poor

In your Jesus Christ pose

05   Face Pollution (02:23)

I can count it on my fingers
I've got all my reasons not to feel
I'm numb as rigor mortis
Scared by monkey faces
Drowned in shark fins


But I don't feel like feeling
Feeling like you


Now I'm in the mirror
Now it's getting clear
I fear that I'm in you
Now I'm into plastics
Now I've made a mask
It looks like fish heads


But I don't feel like feeling
Feeling like you


Face pollution
Face pollution
Face pollution
Face pollution

06   Somewhere (04:20)

I wish to wish I dream to dream
I try to try and I live to live
And I die to die and I cry to cry
But I know why

Somewhere in my dreams
Things that should
Still the willow weeps
On roses for the dead
In laughs of love

From the likes of her
To the time of me
Like to moon to earth
Or the sky to sea
Only we're no longer
Allowed to be, to be

Somewhere in the dreams
Of those who should
Live in all the keeps
Echo all the worlds
In laughs of love

For times that pass my life
I'll search for the sky
That she wanders by

Somewhere in the dreams
That the skies hold
Still the willow weeps
On roses for her bed
In laughs of love

07   Searching With My Good Eye Closed (06:31)

Written by Chris Cornell

Painted blue across my eyes
And tied the linen on
And I'm on my way, on my way
Looking for the paradigm
So I can pass it off
Is it on my side, on my side

Is to the sky (x3)
And down
Searching for a ground
With my good eye closed

If I took you for a ride
Would you take it wrong
Or would you make it right, make ir right
Looking for a pedestal
That I can put you on
And be on my way, on my way

Is it to the sky (x3)
And down
Searching for a ground
With my good eye closed

Stop you're trying to bruise my mind
I can do it on my own
Stop you're trying to kill my time
It's been my death since I was born
I don't remember have the time
If I'm hiding or I'm lost
But I'm on my way

08   Room a Thousand Years Wide (04:05)

Listen, hear, he is inside
One who lives while others lie
I close my eyes and walk a thousand years
A thousand years that aren't mine

It seems he's near me as I walk
One who loved what love denied
He lives these years that I walk blind
All these years cannot be mine

Tomorrow begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow

A thousand doors a thousand lies
Rooms a thousand years wide
He walks in the cold sun and wind
All these years will not begin

Tomorrow begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow

09   Mind Riot (04:49)

i was slippin through the cracks of a stolen jewel
i was tightrope walkin in two ton shoes
and now somebodys talkin a third world war
(i been caught in a mind riot)
and the police said this is normal control
(i been caught in a mind riot)
and the candles burning yesterday
like somebodys best friend died
i been caught in a mind riot
mind riot
i was crying from my eyeteeth and bleedin from my soul
and i sharpened my wits on a dead mans skull
i built an elevator from his bones
(i been caught in a mind riot)
and i climbed to the top floor to stamp out the coals
(i been caught in a mind riot)
candles burning yesterday like somebodies best friend died
i been caught in a mind riot
im tied within
candles burning yesterday like somebodies best friend died
i been caught in a mind riot
im tied within
im lucks last match struck
in a pouring down wind
pouring down wind
pouring down wind
mind riot
mind riot
mind riot
mind riot

10   Drawing Flies (02:26)

Sitting here like uninvited company
Wallowing in my own obscenities
I share a cigarette with negativity
Sitting here like wet ashes
With X's in my eyes and drawing flies


Bathed in perspiration drowned my enemies
Used my inspiration for a guillotine
I fire a loaded mental cannon to the page


Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes
With X's in my eyes, and drawing flies


Hey what you yelling
About, conditions, permission, mirrored self affliction
Hey what you yellin' about sadist's
Co-addiction, perfect analogies
hey what you yellin' about conditions
permission mirrored self affliction


Leaning on the pedestal that holds my self denial
Firing the pistol that shoots my holy pride
Sitting here like wet ashes with X's in my eyes
And drawing flies

11   Holy Water (05:07)

Holy water on the brain and I'm losing sleep
Holy bible on the night stand next to me
As I'm raped by another monkey circus freak
Trying to take my indignance away from me

Holy water is rusting me

Bloody murder is the best I've heard her scream
Holy devil in the flesh some might believe
And they take thine majesty so seriously
It's the big lies that are more likely to be believed

Holy water is rusting me

Damn the water if it's life you want to drink
Mind your mother if it makes you feel at ease
As you're raped by another monkey circus freak
It's the big lies that are more likely to be believed

12   New Damage (05:39)

When new damage comes
It's a faceless poison
A new world order
It's new damage done

The wreck is going down
Get out before you drown
The wreck is going down
Get out before you drown

When new damage comes
It's a new word for plague
A new world order
A new word for hate

The wreck is going down
Get out before you drown
The wreck is going down

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