Tuesday, January 18, 2011

The Replacements

When I started work at the ski shop years ago, all anyone knew about me was that I was from Minnesota. This was incorrect. I'm from Wisconsin, but many people outside of the Midwest don't know where you're from unless it's "the mitten-shaped state." One of my colleagues was in a local metal band, and he tried to connect with me over music. We talked about Hüsker Dü and The Replacements. I knew nothing of these bands, but eager to find common ground with my new co-workers, I agreed that 'Sorry Ma, Forgot to Take Out the Trash' was their finest album. Within months I would discover that this was, in fact, their worst album. But when I finally went to a show to catch my co-worker's band in the act and discovered their cacophony of screaming, metal-on-metal car accidents on stage, I thought that perhaps, connecting over less skull-bleeding sounds, even if they're not quite genuine, is okay.


  1. 'tis better to have bonded over the replacements and husker du, than to the petite purple prince, Prince.

  2. i don't know, prince is pretty rad, too. i like him more after seeing the purple motorcycle with the huge fairing he rode past First Ave (on a burnt out block in downtown Mpls) in the movie Purple Rain. of course, that was the only scene from the movie i ever saw.