The Record - Kurt Cobain, uh, talks about the songs on ‘In Utero.’
Serve The Servants: Initially this song was about coming of age during a time where your old enough to support yourself without the aid of your parents. A theme for the twenty somethings, if you will not. I’ve always felt that a person doesn’t necessarily have to force themselves to love their parents simply because of blood. [longer version here.]
Scentless Apprentice: "Perfume" by Patrick Suskind.
Heart-Shaped Box: Camille’s vaginal/flower theory bleeding and spreading into the fabric that Leonardo would have used to improve his hang glider but he died before he could change the course of history. Shit. I Claudius, I play dumb for thee! And Dorothy and Toto. [longer ranted version here.]
Rape Me: How bold shall the print be made?
Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle: The conspirators are still alive and well in their comfortable, warm, safe homes. Gag on her ashes. Jag on her gash. Uh, God is a woman and she’s black in black.
Dumb: All that pot. All that supposedly un-addictive, harmless, safe reefer that damaged my nerves and ruined my memory and made me feel like wanting to blow up the prom. And the patience to play guitar for five hours everyday after school. And to sleep during the day when I should have paid a bit more attention to my studies, especially in English. Far out.
Very Ape: I forget.
Milk It: If you really love me you will send medical supplies. Oh God. he’s awake again, don’t look, just ignore it before he starts to.. Oh shh, he fell asleep again. Thank God. How do you feel? Shh, be quiet.
Pennyroyal Tea: An herbal abortive. It doesn’t work you hippie.
Radio Friendly Unit Shifter: Boy, this will really get the air man’s blood boiling. He’ll be so pissed. Heh Heh. Clever.
Tourette’s: Me as an old man. I have made my conclusion but nobody will listen anymore. Birds. Birds are and always have been the reincarnated old men with tourette’s syndrome. But sadly, we don’t speak bird. The whales respond with their message for us in similar ways by beaching themselves.
All Apologies: Nothing has or will. Nothing could or should. Alternateens ignoring the Budweiser sponser banner behind the loyalist acts. An excuse to get laid. Jimmy Carter was and still is an extremely loving and sensible man. But when I was a kid, I only remember that he liked peanuts and had big lips.
This album is dedicated to dead relatives.
They are safe, warm and full of happy smiles.