The thinking person finds ambivalence everywhere. But where it could paralyze, the truly wise make it something to rock out to. And there are few wiser than the Replacements. Here, it's ambivalence about taking their punkness uptown or wrapping it in a suit or some other metaphor for making the primal rock instinct palatable to the mass market, such as it existed in the mid-'80s. I'm not sure if the horns are meant to be tongue-in-cheek, but for me, they make for an irresistible, snarling groove.
The Replacements - I Don't Know
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