Where is the rock vocalist today with the bombast and dexterity of Chris Cornell, far, far less the songwriting chops?

What songs do you hear on the radio today where some virtuosic rocker with a pop-worthy melodic ear is on there singing about black holes and suns, and a litany of other surreal images and idea fragments? Maybe this is just a really strange song of relationship strife, and we can all just relax.

Much was made about the guitar effect on this song's verses, its calling card, maybe its gimmick. I'll tell you what, the drums are the value of admission here, the thundering, ever-thinking drums of Matt Cameron. He never takes a measure off.

Some people love labels like "grunge" to describe any heavy rock coming out in the early/mid '90s. Fine, but if you are one that likes to call "grunge," you are allowing marketers to simplify your appreciation of essential, ambitious sonic sculpture like "Black Hole Sun" in the process.

Hug a guitar today.