Craig, I'll give you an honorary golf clap for the pun even though you didn't really get to use it in a serious way. Just the kind of thing I'm willing to dü for yü. Don't mention it. I feel like there's a whole midwestern corner of foundational indie rock bands that I've never really gone down the rabbit hole with and probably should do so at some point. Hüsker, (early) Soul Asylum, Guided By Voices, (early) Goo Goo Dolls - who else am I missing? I know I'm missing somebody. My impression is that they all kind of sound like this album: lots of distortion, fairly straightforward songs, and a production that leaves you knowing for certain that they probably sound a zillion times better live. In that spirit, I liked this and DEFINITELY think it would be fun as hell live cranked all to hell and sweat bouncing off the stage. The songs where I can recognize Bob Mould's voice at the forefront of the production stand out to me as the best of the bunch: "Ice Cold Ice" is soooo much better than that title would suggest. "Friend, You've Got to Fall" is every bit as good as that title would suggest. "Visionary" is cool. And so forth. I'd listen to more and suspect this might be one of those bands where I actually prefer the newer stuff to the old. Sometimes that happens. It's like reverse hipsterism. I dunno, there's gotta be a better word for that. I'll let Craig come up with it. Maybe he will, or maybe he wön't.