Claude says:Bush's debut caught the tail end of grunge's commercial peak in '94, all angular guitars and Gavin Rossdale's sullen vocals wrapped around genuinely sticky hooks—Glycerine became the kind of song that lodged itself in your head whether you wanted it there or not. You've circled back to it dozens of times across nearly two decades, letting Sixteen Stone sit as that reliable post-grunge artifact that actually holds up when the genre's worst excesses fade away.