This is one of the short list albums that were the soundtrack to my college years. I can't remember who bought the album first, & I suppose that doesn't really matter. What I do remember is how various friends and roommates fell in love with the album. About the time anyone would get sick of it, someone else would seem to discover it for the first time. So this one got a LOT of plays.
In so many ways it still sounds like a perfect soundtrack to that time. Brash stupid songs ("Gary's Got a Boner"), semi ironic references to our childhood (the KISS cover), doses of angst ("Unsatisfied"). Listened in opposition to the posturing of arena rock, or the big city artiness of post punk, it was a breath of fresh air. Somehow the Replacements seemed like guys we would know. And maybe you'd see this sort of sloppy rock & roll on a Friday or Saturday night at the local dive bar.