Mother’s rock reviews, Part 1
Just heard Nirvana’s song, Smells Like Teen Spirit on the radio, and it inspired me to start what will be an occasional series of posts (i.e., I’ll probably forget to do any more after this one, so enjoy the ’series’ while it lasts) entitled ‘Record reviews my Mum might have written‘.
Bless her, she doesn’t understand all that modern music.
Catchy title though, ain’t it?
Anyway, here goes:
Smells Like Teen Spirit, by Nirvana
That’s not singing: that’s shouting.