i think kurt's looks got them signed to dgc, but it was their brilliant pop melodies and teenage angst lyrics that put them into special turf.
pig champion is an underrated genius. how's his health his days? clean? i heard he lost a lot of weight. he had one of the most amazing records collections on the planet, but he pieced it out for smack.
mudhoney... the first time i heard 'touch me, i'm sick' on the car radio (college station), i literally had to pull over to the side of the road because i was so transfixed by what i heard that i couldn't drive. then they little kid dj said that it was mudhoney, i just about shit. it was one of the pivotal moments in my life - finally something interesting was happening in seattle.
but ol' mudhoney's moment was pretty much that one song, they never quite lived up to the promise of it. it was maybe the greatest one-hit wonder this side of '96 tears.' i still pull out the 45 version (still the best version bay far. it never seemed to be properly re-issued anywhere, so listen to the 45 with the toilet on the front) and i still can't believe how great it was. i don't even care if it DOES sound just like the sonics playing 'louie, louie.' it's, for what it's worth, the only thing in my mind that actually qualifies as 'grunge'. one song, over and out.
grunge was a fake name given to anything from seattle by the marketing savvy of one bruce pavitt. grunge was never a style at all. grunge/punk/garage/emo all the same - just different versions. all teenage angst mixed with massive amounts of volume.
nirvana was amazing, kozik. not even you can ever convince otherwise. some sort of animal genius with that bunch. they blew me away back then, they blow me away still when i listen to them. amazing.
but everybody knows kurt took the bullet for mudhoney.