Core is Stone Temple Pilots' debut studio album which was released on September 29, 1992 by Atlantic Records.
The first recorded track for the album, the 96 second "Wet My Bed", emerged from an improv session between vocalist Scott Weiland and bassist Robert DeLeo, who were alone in the studio. Producer Brendan O'Brien can be heard at the end of the track, walking into the room and saying "All right, now what?"
The rest of the album was recorded in a matter of five weeks, after which the band decided on the name "Core", referring to the apple of the Biblical story of Adam and Eve.
- Dead & Bloated 5:10
- Sex Type Thing 3:38
- Wicked Garden 4:06
- No Memory 1:20
- Sin 6:05
- Naked Sunday 3:49
- Creep 5:34
- Piece Of Pie 5:24
- Plush 5:14
- Wet My Bed 1:37
- Crackerman 3:14
- Where The River Goes 8:26
"Core" peaked at #3 on the Billboard 200 and #1 on Billboard's Heatseekers Albums chart. In December of 2001, it was certified 8x platinum by the RIAA, making it Stone Temple Pilots' best-selling album.
Don Kaye of Kerrang! praised Stone Temple Pilots' "confidence and identity", unusual in debut albums; however, the album still received mixed reviews overall. Music journalists often blasted the band as "rip-offs" of grunge acts such as Pearl Jam and Alice in Chains.
Entertainment Weekly's Deborah Frost wrote that "Stone Temple Pilots' hit 'Sex Type Thing' could be Mike Tyson's rape defense transcribed into grunge rock. It's unclear whether STP, which sounds like it has crash-landed Pearl Jam into Alice in Chains, is condemning or identifying with its narrator. With a real point of view, this band could be bigger than an accident."
Paul Evans of Rolling Stone concluded that "inner child of Stone Temple Pilots is Iron Maiden, and that kid just won't quit howling".
Robert Christgau, writing in The Village Voice, felt that the band is hard to distinguish from various other hard rock acts and said that, despite their best power chords, "Sex Type Thing" shows that they should "reconceive their aesthetic strategy—critiquewise, irony has no teeth when the will to sexual power still powers your power chords."