
With the gift of hindsight, and the knowledge that this is generally considered to be Pearl Jams greatest album, and indeed one of the greatest albums ever, ranking as high as it does in numerous “best album of all time” polls, it’s hard to imagine that at the time of release, the band attracted some criticism for apparently jumping on the grunge “bandwagon” or, as Kurt Cobain put it, for selling out. However, “Ten” proves to be a masterpiece, and one that has been validated through its massive sales figures and the enduring popularity of both band and album. Indeed, far from merely leaping aboard to the freight train of grunge as it sped from Seattle and into record stores, the band created an album with a sound that, while undoubtedly heavily influenced by the new grunge movement, even based upon it, was at the same time apart from the likes of Nirvana as it incorporated the features of classic rock; with lengthy guitar solos and, in parts, some stunning blues playing.
Its this mix of style, the interweaving of classic rock and grunge, which lifts the album above many of its more mediocre counterparts, and gives it such timeless appeal. The grunge elements are clear both in Vedders’ voice and the chugging, heavy rhythm of many of the songs, while elements of traditional rock ‘n roll shine through in the face melting, bleeding guitar solos on the likes of “Alive” and “Garden.” “Ten” achieves the perfect blend, creating a heavy, powerful sound that resounds throughout but never loses skill and finesse. It’s a sound that’s raw yet polished, ferocious and strong yet, in parts, understated and subtle, and each song is delivered with such huge emotional depth that they are instantly believable. This depth is particular true of, for example, “Black,” a poignant, heart wrenching track almost certain to move the listener in the same way it seems to move the singer, who sounds close to tears himself as the final lines are uttered, and “Wash.”
The subject matter is in parts, fairly dark, “Alive” being famously written about the death of a father and a life of lies, “Once” charting the thoughts of a serial killer, and the soaring “Jeremy” based upon the story of a neglected boy who shot himself in front of his classmates, but this only serves to enhance the atmospheric nature of the album. With such varied and obscure subject matter, the album can be divided between the anthemic, sing along classics which even now set raised lighters waving in the air at festivals, including “Even Flow,” “Jeremy” “Alive” and “Once,” and the darkly atmospheric ranging from the sorrow filled “Black,” and pleading tones of “Wash” and “Ocean.” Deserving of a mention in isolation is “Garden” which, falling as it does into the latter category, is a sublime piece of song writing accompanied by haunting vocals and a heavy, claustrophobic feel enhanced by a stunning piece of blues guitar work that reaches deep inside and echoes eerily for a long time after the music has ceased to play.
All things considered, then, this is an album of amazing quality. It achieves a great deal in its fourteen tracks, taking the listener on a journey through disturbed minds, through sorrow, hope and finally, delivering a genuinely comical and funk filled account of a serial killer dubbed “Dirty Frank.” Vedder brings a distinctly heavy, dark sound to many of the songs with an unmistakably brilliant voice and, accompanied by the fusion of classic, blues rock and grunge, this produces a spectacular album, and one which will be regarded so for many more years to come. Indeed, far from selling out, Pearl Jam produced something which refused to be parcelled into the traditional grunge genre, something which rose above that label, and is all the better for it as the songs soar and dive in an album that never ceases to excel.
Its this mix of style, the interweaving of classic rock and grunge, which lifts the album above many of its more mediocre counterparts, and gives it such timeless appeal. The grunge elements are clear both in Vedders’ voice and the chugging, heavy rhythm of many of the songs, while elements of traditional rock ‘n roll shine through in the face melting, bleeding guitar solos on the likes of “Alive” and “Garden.” “Ten” achieves the perfect blend, creating a heavy, powerful sound that resounds throughout but never loses skill and finesse. It’s a sound that’s raw yet polished, ferocious and strong yet, in parts, understated and subtle, and each song is delivered with such huge emotional depth that they are instantly believable. This depth is particular true of, for example, “Black,” a poignant, heart wrenching track almost certain to move the listener in the same way it seems to move the singer, who sounds close to tears himself as the final lines are uttered, and “Wash.”
The subject matter is in parts, fairly dark, “Alive” being famously written about the death of a father and a life of lies, “Once” charting the thoughts of a serial killer, and the soaring “Jeremy” based upon the story of a neglected boy who shot himself in front of his classmates, but this only serves to enhance the atmospheric nature of the album. With such varied and obscure subject matter, the album can be divided between the anthemic, sing along classics which even now set raised lighters waving in the air at festivals, including “Even Flow,” “Jeremy” “Alive” and “Once,” and the darkly atmospheric ranging from the sorrow filled “Black,” and pleading tones of “Wash” and “Ocean.” Deserving of a mention in isolation is “Garden” which, falling as it does into the latter category, is a sublime piece of song writing accompanied by haunting vocals and a heavy, claustrophobic feel enhanced by a stunning piece of blues guitar work that reaches deep inside and echoes eerily for a long time after the music has ceased to play.
All things considered, then, this is an album of amazing quality. It achieves a great deal in its fourteen tracks, taking the listener on a journey through disturbed minds, through sorrow, hope and finally, delivering a genuinely comical and funk filled account of a serial killer dubbed “Dirty Frank.” Vedder brings a distinctly heavy, dark sound to many of the songs with an unmistakably brilliant voice and, accompanied by the fusion of classic, blues rock and grunge, this produces a spectacular album, and one which will be regarded so for many more years to come. Indeed, far from selling out, Pearl Jam produced something which refused to be parcelled into the traditional grunge genre, something which rose above that label, and is all the better for it as the songs soar and dive in an album that never ceases to excel.






