FRACTURED, ODDBALL, this brooding hurricane of anguish posited Mould as his generation's insightful bard of dysfunction and disaffection.

HART AFFECTS a rockabilly holler for his haywire country-punk response, a perversely-upbeat admission of emotional deterioration.

OF ALL 'Land Speed Record's lightning-strike whirlwinds, 'Big Sky' punched hardest, its riffs like fighter-jets screeching into the ground.

HART'S BUDDY Holly-esque croon perfectly matches the giddy pianos and frazzled guitars on this light-hearted love song - perfect summer mix tape music.

A LUMP-IN-THROAT farewell to adolescence, Mould's startlingly mature, poignant lyric is well matched by the sort of melodicism Get Up Kids would later explore.

HART'S UNFLINCHING analysis of the aftermath of a broken relationship evidenced the maturity and intensity of Warners-era Du.

DOUSING THE Byrds' psychedelic classic in kerosene, this seven-inch almost buckled under the weight of Mould's gut-wrenching howls and lacerating fretboard runs.

A NEON psyche-pop riff accelerated Mould's account of a friend living too fast - Hart, perhaps - into a savage grunge-pop classic.

FEW PUNK bands would dare record such sombre musings upon mortality; Husker Du had the balls and the skill to make it darkly electrifying.

OLD SCHOOL guitar heroics abound in this melodic, hard-riffing rant, evidence of Husker Du's short-lived period as politicised punks.

THERAPY? COVERED this EP's rape/murder fantasy 'Diane', but the chiming pop melodies and whip-smart lyrics made this the highlight.

RECORDED ON their final tour, Hart's optimistic 'Flip Your Wig' anthem is recast as an anguished last-ditch attempt at a reconciliation.

MOULD CALLS the emperor out as naked in this phosphorent jangle-driven thrash, mid-period Du's apotheosis.

BITTER FAREWELL letter to abusive parents, set to heart-broken acoustic strum. Huskers' growing maturity and ambition inspired the hardcore community.

MOODY PROTO-EMO scores Mould's philosophical admission of defeat - or, at least, acceptance that his future lies elsewhere.

'ZEN ARCADE''s nameless hero discovers his junkie girlfriend's corpse, to the tear-stained strains of Grant Hart's psyche-pop lament. A career highlight.

SIDE TWO of 'Zen Arcade' was a furious, unbroken rush of bloodthirsty thrash, 'Pride' the most venomous, Mould's self-lacerating vocal shredding the speakers.

MOULD'S morbid suicidal confession is breath-taking in its honesty and darkness; accompanied by brittle acoustics, he sounds painfully bereft.

CRUNCHING METALLIC riffage and multi-tracked harmonies glimpse at the direction Mould's post-Du group Sugar will take.

THE PUNK kid explains his secret life to his parents, perhaps a veiled reference to Mould's own (then-secret) homosexuality.