I might catch a punch in the face for saying that I like this more than any Husker Du album. But I dare ya. Not to punch me in the face, but to listen to this objectively as possible and see how this is a far superior album than anything H.D. ever did. Sure, you’re missing the smack addled romanticism of Grant, or Greg’s mustachioed weirdness. Just pure Bob here. It’s that consistencies that makes this all worthwhile. Believe me, I was super skeptical when this came out. I wasn’t all that thrilled with some of Mould’s solo outings prior to this, so I was a bit baffled by how quickly this album endeared itself to my heart. Maybe it came out at a certain time a place where I needed to hear an album like this. I can’t explain it. I’m sure plenty of sourpusses will curl up their noses at how this band actually achieved some level of success (remember when you used to see videos off this album?). Fuck those people.
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