I favor Black most highly of all the tracks on Pearl Jam’s pretty dark Ten album, the one that eventually catapulted them into the sunlight for better or worse. Possibly Black is also the track with the most varied of the frequently incorrectly transcribed lyrics of Pearl Jam’s offerings;
everyone has his own take on a couple of Eddie Vedder's your-guess-is-good-enough half-buried line endings. You can prowl around and find a lot of those guesses online. But no matter, it’s the feeling that got nailed here. It’s perfect for anthemic rock: the primal pain of love gone awry in some unfixable way.
If somehow you’ve never heard it, 21 million listens of just this one upload of the track weren’t logged by a bunch of paid trolls, but even if that had been the case, you haven’t lived until you’ve cranked this track up sometime. You don’t even have to wait for a dark day to savor it.
If somehow you’ve never heard it, 21 million listens of just this one upload of the track weren’t logged by a bunch of paid trolls, but even if that had been the case, you haven’t lived until you’ve cranked this track up sometime. You don’t even have to wait for a dark day to savor it.