What the hell is grunge, anyways? We leave this question to music
journalists, and Gen X-ers because those who were said to be a part of
the epoch claim it never existed in the first place. Shades of
ill-fitting flannel, and mid-tempo punk come to mind, but more than
anything else the city of Seattle gives us definitive evidence that some
kind of movement in music occurred sometime in the 90s. What then can
we say about Altun Zeynalov? Two decades, an ocean, and two continents
away from it all, the native of Baku, Azerbaijan is hammering out songs
that simply must be called grunge. Their honest simplicity, dark
hue, and overwhelming nostalgia craft a sound that is trans-sovereign,
and trans-generational to say the very least.
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