A white ship sailing in a sea of blackness, Codeine s swan song arrived in 1994 amid grunge s ascension to alt radio s godhead status. John Engle s guitar alternates between crystalline and sludge, and Stephen Immerwhar s distorted bass floats on top of punishing drums from newcomer Doug Scharin (Rex, June of 44), resulting in nine perfect meditations on the loneliness and uncertainty of early adulthood.
“Codeine s unyielding numbness creates its own kind of warmth — the feeling of cold water running for so long that it suddenly feels hot.” —Spin