We gave it a B-
On Smells Like Bleach: A Tribute to Nirvana, everyone from Charlie Hunter to Tori Amos has interpreted Nirvana’s iconoclastic anthems, but none has captured their anarchic power. Here, punk forefathers like Agent Orange and descendents like I.C.U. again fail to do them justice. Most omit the soulful wailing and off key squawks, accelerating the songs into power punk retreads and losing the passion and chaos that changed the face of music.