Paul Westerberg: The Agony Aunt Of Grunge

MID-APRIL in Minneapolis. This weather is serious business. It's bitterly cold. Bob Mould, now of the mighty Sugar but then of the mighty Hüsker Dü, once explained to me the effect on human relations of the extreme Minnesotan cold: people, he said, tended to help each other out more than usual in the rest of America, because if your car broke down, your life could well be dependent on the mercy of strangers.