[SPIN] roped in a host of acts—past and present alternative stars—to cover the album, and the issue also features lengthy meditations on the decline of angst, the endurance of flannel, and Nirvana’s influence in hip hop. But the real treasure trove is in the “What Nevermind Means to Me" section, a collection of "I was there, man" recollections from Gen Xers and backwards-looking appreciations for more whippersnapperish stars. A few choice quotes of the many, many tales in the issue:
I went to the University of Washington, and I remember people listening to “Smells Like Teen Spirit” and going, “What the fuck is this?” It’s like someone gave you speed for your ears.
One of the reasons I loved Kurt Cobain so much is that he had a great sense of humor. “Smells Like Teen Spirit” — just the name of the song is hilarious. I mean, “A mulatto / An albino / A mosquito / My libido / Yeah, hey, yeah” — that’s a lyric from one of the biggest songs of all time. And look at the cover of the album: It’s a baby swimming after a dollar. That could be the cover of a comedy album.