Here's another one from the 'bad covers' dossier.
Chris Cornell's rendition of one of the most influential pop songs of all time, 'Billie Jean', officially signals the death of irony. Where we might get the sense that Marilyn Manson somewhere, somehow, deep down, way deep down, MM desperately wanted to once again drink from the cup of skirting with self-parodizing, Cornell presents this as a fully-fledged album track.
I really want to give him another chance, I really do. But after the unimpressive Euphoria Morning, and down-in-flames-Zeppelin-crashing (and 5 years later, still one of the ultimate lackluster and unfulfilling titles in rock history) Audioslave, this yawner has got me stunned. The primary author of the grunge-era megasmash Superunknown settles in to mid-age mediocrity and he's probably loving it. But even though he's four bond themes removed from Tina Turner, and with the Billboard AC chart only two albums away, I don't blame him. After his substance struggles and pretty much hitting rock-bottom, it's his right to take the glass of lemonade instead of the Jack.
Links:
Chris Cornell - Billie Jean [Live in Toronto 2007] (Be warned; the audience is embarrassing.)
Artisan News Service: Chris Cornell on Billie Jean
Chris Cornell - You Know My Name
Audioslave - Original Fire
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