This album is very 90s and very grunge—raw, fuzzy, and rough in that lo-fi, garage-band-on-a-budget way. It definitely has its moments (Let It Slide and Something So Clear come to mind), and there’s a charm to the whole chaotic mess, but it never really stands out from the pack. Soundgarden and Alice in Chains were bringing a deeper heaviness and stronger musicality to the scene, and next to that, Mudhoney’s punk-rooted style feels more like a blur of energy than something you want to sit with. Still, I get why it’s in the 1001 book—it captures a specific moment in grunge’s evolution and feels very honest to what the genre was before it broke big. That said, I’ve always leaned more toward the melodic or metal-influenced side of grunge, and Mudhoney's more scrappy, punk-leaning take just doesn’t stick with me as much. It’s fine—somewhere in the middle for me.