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Core

Stone Temple Pilots - Core ©1992 Atlantic
1. Dead & Bloated
2. Sex Type Thing
3. Wicked Garden
4. No Memory
5. Sin
6. Naked Sunday
7. Creep
8. Piece Of Pie
9. Plush
10. Wet My Bed
11. Crackerman
12. Where The River Goes

Stone Temple Pilots is a band in desperate need of either a Best Of or Greatest Hits collection. These four young, fresh fellows surfed the rising grunge wave to Mtv megastardom in the early '90s but most of the songs on their smash debut, Core, fulfill the classic definition of filler material: crap that takes up space between the decent songs. If you haven't heard the eight tracks that received no airplay, you aren't missing a damn thing. On the other hand, three of the four songs which became rock radio standards are solid compositions and, by far, are the best tracks on the album.

If you listened to rock radio at all in the early '90s, you probably know what they sound like, so here's a short 'n' sweet rundown of the hits. "Sex Type Thing" flat-out rocks; its lyrics, which are written from a date rapist's point of view, are more than slightly creepy. "Wicked Garden" features vocalist Scott Weiland alternately snarling and howling his way through a neo-psychedelic groove from hell. "Plush" is slower song with a strong melody, soaring vocals, and a memorable lyric about...I have absolutely no idea what. However, vapid lyrics and a short, insistent meter are the downfall of "Creep," the fourth popular song, which truly bites. Here are the verses' rhymes in actual sequence: yesterday/stay, real/steal, house/mouse, time/rhyme, uninspired/fire, run/gun. Yecchh...I knew that this rhyme scheme was lame when I was in grade school.

Even though Core contains some quality songs, the nine lame tracks make it impossible to justify purchasing this CD at full price. If you can't live without owning a copy, buy it used (preferably out of a bargain bin) and play only the three good cuts. My advice is to wait for an STP compilation, though. Seeing as how Weiland is perpetually either in rehab or the gray-bar hotel (at the time of writing, he's in the slammer for shooting up heroin and violating his probation), a career retrospective is a distinct possibility.

Review by Jonathan Arnett

Review date: 08/1999

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