Another shining example of how the big bad depressing grunge 90's were really nothing more than an unoriginal rehash of the long forgotten bigger badder and hairier arena rockin' early 70's. And lo and behold, Soundgarden pretty much forgets to put together songs, sacrificing them at the expense of growly tones, faux-experimental grooves, and Chris Cornell acid-trip yowls. All of the good material you will hear is right up front - the galloping "Rusty Cage" followed by the Sabbath-humping "Outshined" - and it goes gradually downhill from there.