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│██ Artist : Hole
██ Album : Celebrity Skin
██ Year : 1998
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│██ Genre : Grunge Quality : 104kbps avg/441kHz/2 channels
│██ Source : CD Size : 392.38Mb
│██ Encoder : LAME 3.100 -V0 Language : English
:██ Cat. Nr : DGCD-25164 Label : Geffen Records
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│▓█ Release date: 2020-01-24 Retail date: 1998-09-08
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1. Celebrity Skin 2:42 ██
2. Awful 3:16 ██
3. Hit So Hard 4:00 ██
4. Malibu 3:50 ██
5. Reasons To Be Beautiful 5:19 ██
6. Dying 3:44 ██
7. Use Once & Destroy 5:04 ██
8. Northern Star 4:58 ██
9. Boys On The Radio 5:09 ██
10. Heaven Tonight 3:31 ██
11. Playing Your Song 3:21 ██
12. Petals 5:29 ██
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██│ When Lynn Hirschberg profiled grungeÆs king and queen for Vanity Fair
██│ in 1992, she kept circling back to one idea: that Courtney Love,
██│ hellbent on boosting her star, had set out to snare a big celebrity.
██│ ôShe definitely relishes her position as Mrs. Kurt Cobain,ö she
██│ declared. ôIt was one of her goals, not something she left up to
██│ fate.ö Instead, Hirschberg suggested, Love planned, she plotted, she
██│ pestered and pursued. She even prayed. ôCourtney chanted for the
██│ coolest guy in rock ænÆ roll û which, to her mind, was Kurt û to be
██│ her boyfriend,ö claimed a source, setting Love up as a scheming witch
██│ reciting an incantation.
██│
██│ By detailing LoveÆs slumped acting career, her initial ambivalence
██│ towards punk and her hunger for fame, Hirschberg fleshed out a
██│ caricature that dogged her for decades: the conniving,
██│ bandwagon-jumping opportunist. The music press could be equally
██│ unflattering. A month before the Vanity Fair piece, NMEÆs on-the-road
██│ feature with Nirvana labelled her a ôGrade-A pain in the arseö. Love
██│ would argue that her marriage, far from being a career boon, had been
██│ detrimental: people saw her as wife first, artist second, or cast her
██│ as grungeÆs shrewish Lady Macbeth. They punished her because she was a
██│ woman whoÆd gotten what she wanted, and as she told Caitlin Moran,
██│ they thought the worst of her: ôæSheÆs just a money-grabber
██│ gold-digger bitch whore slut.Æö Some refused to budge from that
██│ position, ignoring the sludgy violent shock of HoleÆs 1991 debut
██│ Pretty On The Inside, or crediting the perfect alchemy of pain, anger
██│ and hurricane-force power on 1994Æs Live Through This to her husband.
██│ After CobainÆs suicide they doubled down, blaming her for being a
██│ destructive force or, risibly, the mastermind of a murder conspiracy.
██│
██│ Hole have sounded angrier, rawer and more vital than they do on 1998Æs
██│ Celebrity Skin, and theyÆve made albums both more incendiary and more
██│ important. But thereÆs something about its sleek shininess that feels
██│ magnificently defiant, like someone raising a middle finger clad in
██│ swanky velvet gloves. For years, dullards had insisted Love was a
██│ fame-chasing phoney. Why bother proving them wrong when you could have
██│ so much more fun seemingly proving them right? Celebrity Skin is so
██│ unashamedly populist it feels like an act of gleeful provocation. ItÆs
██│ selling out and sacrilege as insurrection. ItÆs the band who released
██│ æRetard GirlÆ and æTeenage WhoreÆ making an album dominated by what
██│ Love called the ôinternal AM pop radio in my heartö. ItÆs mainstream
██│ gloss weaponised into one glorious fuck-you. When Melody MakerÆs
██│ Everett True told Love of his dislike for the albumÆs smooth AOR
██│ influences, Love was unrepentant. ôIÆm not going to be held back by
██│ bad punk training,ö she insisted.
██│
██│ And so Celebrity SkinÆs sheen is so hopped up on power and polish itÆs
██│ practically begging would-be critics to take a pop. The title track is
██│ a brilliantly trashy blitz of noise, its riffs filthy with grime and
██│ glitter, a punk stomp turned into a sordid burlesque. But much of its
██│ brilliance lies in how knowing it is; the way Love hams it up like a
██│ pro-wrestling heel, winking hard and pushing her enemiesÆ buttons.
██│ ThereÆs something deliciously goading about Love, so often accused of
██│ being a callous, fame-chasing horror (and now a Versace-wearing film
██│ star after 1996Æs The People vs Larry Flynt), singing about soiled
██│ glamour and fameÆs toxic fakery. Every pose she strikes û the
██│ desperate wannabe, the bitter star, the leading lady who ôobliterated
██│ everything she kissedö û feels like a grotesque reflection of every
██│ wicked caricature sheÆs been cast as as, as if sheÆs performing inside
██│ a funfair house of mirrors. In the opening lines, sneered over that
██│ Earth-splintering crunch of guitars, she sings as a
██│ monster-made-flesh: ôOh make me over, IÆm all I wanna be/ A walking
██│ study in demonology.ö And later, on the dangerously sweet post-chorus,
██│ she crows like Norma Desmond reborn as one of the Furies: ôIÆm glad I
██│ came here with your pound of flesh.ö
██│
██│ Coveting mainstream success had been a blasphemous idea in SeattleÆs
██│ underground, but Love was so keen on smoothing HoleÆs edges she even
██│ considered consulting Diane Warren, author of AerosmithÆs sappy
██│ megahit æI DonÆt Want To Miss A ThingÆ. Her bandmates vetoed those
██│ plans, but gave the album its muscle and sparkle. Eric ErlandsonÆs
██│ guitars are pristine and hefty. Melissa Auf der Maur replaced Kristen
██│ Pfaff, who died of a heroin overdose two months after Cobain, and her
██│ melodic basslines and coolly delivered backing vocals help anchor the
██│ record. Billy Corgan, parachuted in when they hit a dead end,
██│ undoubtedly helped shape its sound. Making something so slick could
██│ get ugly û producer Michael Beinhorn used skullduggery and studio
██│ trickery to oust HoleÆs incredible drummer, Patty Schemel û and fans
██│ could be sceptical. Yet what some saw as betrayal, Love saw as
██│ liberation. As she told True: ôWe have stock, but we also want to be
██│ populist.ö
██│
██│ The results still sound fabulous. æMalibuÆ is a gorgeous, longing
██│ swirl of Californian dreams, sighing melodies and burnt-sunset
██│ acoustic guitars. ôHelp me please/ Burn the sorrow from your eyes,ö
██│ pleads Love, her voice sweeter than its customary snarl, as she
██│ summons hordes of angels to save a lover. æHit So HardÆ is such a
██│ starry-eyed rush of dreamy, glimmering chords it makes you feel
██│ punchdrunk, while the galloping pop-rush of æHeaven TonightÆ scarcely
██│ sounds less indebted to Fleetwood Mac than their cover of æGold Dust
██│ WomanÆ. If the latterÆs chiming guitars werenÆt indicative enough of
██│ change, its backstory was. HirschbergÆs allegation that Love used
██│ heroin while pregnant resulted in her and Cobain temporarily losing
██│ custody of their daughter, Frances Bean. The mess spilled into Live
██│ Through This, where she sent herself up as the mother from hell on
██│ æPlumpÆ and howled for her missing daughter on æI Think That I Would
██│ DieÆ. æHeaven TonightÆ isnÆt about Frances, but it was written for her
██│ û a song to make her smile, rather than a document of misery.
██│
██│ But while Celebrity Skin is prettier on the outside, its gloss
██│ shouldnÆt be mistaken for froth. CobainÆs death, the subsequent media
██│ circus and the turbulent Live Through This tour all took their toll,
██│ and Erlandson told Rolling Stone that other losses had weighed on them
██│ too, including Pfaff, Jeff Buckley, and both his and Auf der MaurÆs
██│ fathers. That grief inspired its frequent references to drowning, both
██│ lyrically and in its packaging (among other allusions, the back cover
██│ repurposed Paul Albert SteckÆs painting Ophelia Drowning).
██│
██│ ThereÆs another motif which feels equally pertinent: confectionery.
██│ ôHe tastes like candy, heÆs so beautiful.ö ôHeÆs so cold, give him a
██│ candy-coat.ö ôHeÆs so candy, my downfall.ö ôTheir innocence tastes
██│ like candy.ö Candy, delicious but health-damaging, is a fitting theme
██│ for the way Celebrity SkinÆs songs can sometimes slip down like
██│ sugared pills, their sweet sounds masking bitter feelings. æMalibuÆ,
██│ for all its lushness, is a doomed rescue mission for a lost cause û
██│ and towards the end, thereÆs a moment when the fantasy slips away and
██│ those exquisite melodies get a little choppy, with LoveÆs voice
██│ fraying and knotting. ôI knew love would tear you apart,ö she spits,
██│ choking on ugly truths she canÆt swallow down any longer.
██│
██│ ôMy sweet tooth has burned a hole,ö she admits on æHit So HardÆ, her
██│ desire turning corrosive û and while its chorus is about a powerful
██│ orgasm, you canÆt hear her coo ôHe hit so hard/ I saw starsö and not
██│ think of æHe Hit Me (And It Felt Like A Kiss)Æ, which Hole covered
██│ several times. Even the child-friendly æHeaven TonightÆ is supposedly
██│ about a girl killed in a car crash en route to meeting her boyfriend.
██│ And then thereÆs æAwfulÆ, a fiendishly catchy Trojan horse which uses
██│ its sugary, soda-pop melody to coat a scathing takedown of
██│ music-industry sexism. LoveÆs disarming cherry-pie yelp details how
██│ young women are screwed in all kinds of ways for all kinds of profit:
██│ ôThey know how to break all the girls like you/ And they rob the souls
██│ of the girls like you.ö
██│
██│ It often feels as if Hole, rather than being in thrall to these
██│ brighter sounds, are bending them to their will. æBoys On The RadioÆ
██│ (originally called æSugar ComaÆ) is jangling and bittersweet, but its
██│ hazy guitar-pop belies a sadder story. ItÆs about a girl convinced her
██│ dead heroes are singing just to her, their words half soothing
██│ lullabies, half siren calls (ôWhen the water is too deep/ You can
██│ close your eyes and really sleepö). æDyingÆ is dark, brittle and
██│ uncomfortably intense, its murky stormy tension growing louder but
██│ never fully breaking. ôI need to be under your skin,ö she pleads, the
██│ desperation in her voice making longing sound like a threat.
██│
██│ Its politics can also be slippery. Love was renowned as a firebrand
██│ punk feminist, but was critical of any movement she felt clung too
██│ dogmatically to its ideals: she clashed with the riot grrrls and
██│ cursed OlympiaÆs underground scene. ôItÆs not about talent, itÆs about
██│ purity,ö she declared. ôItÆs about having a manifesto, and itÆs
██│ bullshit.ö ItÆs an unsurprising stance given Celebrity SkinÆs
██│ accessibility, but occasionally she still seems sympathetic to the
██│ underground as it was pillaged, packaged and sold: thereÆs cynicism on
██│ æAwfulÆ (ôIt was punk/ It was perfect now itÆs awfulö), but also
██│ belief in countercultural power (ôIf the world is so wrong/ You can
██│ break them all with one songö).
██│
██│ On æPlaying Your SongÆ, an assault of scuzzy guitars and snarling
██│ vocals, her rage spills in every direction. ThereÆs anger for those
██│ responsible for cheapening righteous fury, and disdain for the
██│ charlatans whoÆve reduced once-incredible sounds to hollow ersatz
██│ imitations. But thereÆs also contempt for those who lapped up the
██│ punk-purist snake oil: she reserves most of her jabs for a husk whoÆs
██│ become so cynical they canÆt enjoy anything. ôHey you, donÆt take it
██│ out on me,ö she snaps. ôYouÆre bored of everything/ You burned right
██│ out.ö Autobiographical readings can be too easy, but itÆs hard not to
██│ think of Cobain and his uneasiness with NirvanaÆs success. One couplet
██│ seemingly harks back to 1994, when she told fans the Neil
██│ Young-referencing sign-off in his suicide note (ôitÆs better to burn
██│ out than fade awayö) was a ôfucking lieö: ôI had to tell them you were
██│ gone/ I had to tell them you were wrong.ö ItÆs an old ghost that
██│ possibly haunts the swampy, guttural racket of æReasons To Be
██│ BeautifulÆ too, in which Love offers another solution: ôWhen the fire
██│ goes out you better learn to fake/ ItÆs better to rise than fade
██│ away.ö
██│
██│ Less opaque are the haunting strings and rough acoustic guitars of the
██│ brittle æNorthern StarÆ, a song so unvarnished it sticks out like a
██│ sore thumb. It starts with Love spilling her guts mid-sentence, as if
██│ sheÆs been repeating this same loop of anguish for hours, days,
██│ months, years: ôAnd I cry and no-one can hear.ö When she explodes, her
██│ howling, 30-fags-a-day rasp is at its most devastating: ôNo
██│ loneliness, no misery is worth you.ö ItÆs a more plaintive cry of
██│ despair following the menacing industrial throb of æUse Once And
██│ DestroyÆ, which starts with dangerous electronic surges and builds to
██│ a violent blowout. Its title nods to both a lyric from NirvanaÆs
██│ æRadio Friendly Unit ShifterÆ and the instructions printed on
██│ hypodermic needles. As in æMalibuÆ, Love follows someone into the
██│ heart of darkness to save them from their worst impulses, but finds
██│ nothing but pain and dirt.
██│
██│ The bruised, beautiful gloom of æPetalsÆ, then, makes for a fitting
██│ end, a twisted game of he-loves-me, he-loves-me-not that resembles an
██│ act of torture. ôTear the petals off of you/ And make you tell the
██│ truth,ö sings Love darkly, finding more foul secrets in pretty things.
██│ ôSheÆs too pure for this world,ö she insists later. ôThis world is a
██│ whore.ö The sweetness never lasts: pretty flowers torn to shreds,
██│ purity stained by ugliness, innocence defiled and corrupted. Like much
██│ of Celebrity Skin, itÆs as sinister as it is sumptuous; perfumed
██│ honeysuckles full of deadly poison.
██│
██│ HoleÆs own problems were becoming equally toxic. They went on tour in
██│ 1999 with Marilyn Manson, but quit after being booed offstage by his
██│ fans. Schemel was forced out, and Auf Der Maur left. Their label,
██│ Geffen, was acquired by Universal, and sued Love for failing to
██│ furnish them with five promised albums; she countersued and alleged
██│ they failed to properly promote Celebrity Skin. It was supposed to
██│ take them to a new level, but four years later theyÆd broken up.
██│
██│ In the documentary Hit So Hard, Erlandson reflects on the cost of
██│ ditching Schemel at BeinhornÆs behest: ôWe lost some of the soul à
██│ What the fuck were we thinking?ö You could ask the same question about
██│ Celebrity Skin as a whole: they sacrificed old friends, old sounds and
██│ old ideals, and it can be tempting, now, to half-wish Hole hadnÆt gone
██│ for broke and ended up so broken. But even if HoleÆs Faustian pact
██│ didnÆt deliver the mainstream-conquering success they craved, thereÆs
██│ something to be said for the fact they tried to beat the devil at his
██│ own game to begin with. ôEveryone says theyÆre going to subvert the
██│ system from the inside and then everyone gets mad because no one ever
██│ does it,ö said Love in 1999. Hole didnÆt manage it long-term, either,
██│ but they tried their damndest. For those 50-odd minutes, they werenÆt
██│ just the band with the most cake; they were able to eat it, too.
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