When San Diego's Stone Temple Pilots showed up a few years late to the Seattle flannel-shirt party (arriving from a few hundred miles to the south), critics sharpened their claws and sounded the alarm: the groundbreaking grunge movement had crossed over. True, the grinding guitars and gravely man-howl of frontman Scott Weiland didn't break an inch of ground, but the clutch of singles here -- commercial anthems like "Plush," "Creep," "Sex Type Thing" and "Wicked Garden" -- grabbed the MTV audience by the throat and propelled the debut to triple platinum.
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