I found Husker Du in the spring of 1988 when I bought Warehouse: Songs and Stories, a double album. Their music was very male, aggressive but yet vulnerable. It always felt like winter when you listened to Husker Du. When you listened to them, brittle cold became catharsis. A couple of years later I stumbled upon Candy Apple Grey. For some reason, it's not exactly a fan favorite but it completely blew me away. The production is awful but, boy, that Grant Hart, sure knew how to write a good song. Here's a beautiful song from that album, written by Bob Mould. Not much to say about it:
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