The Replacements played my favorite song. I mean, my favorite song. Not their best song. Not one of the anthemic ones or the super pretty ones that are the equivalent of "hits" for bands with massive followings but no actual hits. (The solitary Top 100 single, which peaked at the Replacements-appropriate position of 51, is decidedly not one of the fan-recognized hits.) They were obviously (well, probably, you never know with these guys) going to play "Bastards of Young" and "Left of the Dial" and "I Will Dare." But before they did any of those, they did "Color Me Impressed," the third track on their second and goofiest full-length album, Hootenanny.
The goofiness (they all play the wrong instruments on the title track) makes the poignant bits more poignant. "Color Me Impressed" is just about a guy at a bad party, but "being at a crappy party" is sort of a foundational Midwestern experience. It's one of a few great Replacements songs that impart a lesson that at times I've had trouble following: at all times do your best to be unpretentious. Don't be that guy. (That guy is something of a recurring figure in Westerberg's work.)