![]() ![]() The album is the fucking Fuji blimp, colossal riffs, lush arrangements, and singular, peerless vocals bursting from its gigantic seams somewhere up near the stratosphere. Nevertheless, how you respond to Cornell’s anecdote is probably fairly determinative of your take on Chinese Democracy. Grain of salt time: Cornell hasn’t been qualified to carry Rose’s sweat-soaked bandanna since Badmotorfinger. Pretty rich stuff, actually, coming from the same asshole who spent the last decade releasing three of the most mind-numbingly milquetoast AOR rock radio records imaginable via lame-as-its-name Audioslave and chasing Justin Timberlake dreams on a Timbaland-produced solo record before running back to Soundgarden, flowing mane between his legs. So dished Chris Cornell to Rolling Stone in 2005, his way of repaying Axl Rose, apparently, for an opening slot on a 1991 tour with the then-biggest rock band in the world. Axl was like, “That’s it! It’s gonna be the Fuji blimp.” There were just no limits with that guy. I said-as a joke, even though it was true-that the Fuji blimp was the largest in the world. One time I was in the room when he was talking to his manager, Doug Goldstein, about wanting to hire the Goodyear blimp for the show. Today, Shawn Macomber doffs his top hat to Guns N’ Roses’ Chinese Democracy. ![]() Well, every Wednesday morning, a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and moan at length as to why everybody’s full of shit and said dud is, in fact, The Shit. Almost every band has that album: you know, the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise passable-to-radical back catalog. ![]()
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