Grant is a weird, creative dude. I really don't know what's typical of him.
Last time I spoke to him Husker Du was opening for Johnny Thunders and Wayne Kramer's short-lived band Gang War
at First Avenue in Minneapolis. As I was walking through the parking lot behind the club, I saw Grant sitting there pounding on some shitty old piece of drum hardware with a rock ("fixing" it, I assume). I said, "Grant! What's the good word?" He smiled and said, "It's a beautiful day and I'm happy to be living in it!"
Ha. Very punk rock, yeah? ;) All those guys in Husker Du were like that though. There was a little hippie left in all the early punks, whether they wanted to admit to it or not.
He had a pretty serious drug habit at one point, and a lot of people wrote him off as a soon-to-be-casualty. So I'm glad to see that he's still alive and enjoying the beautiful days.
William S. Burroughs, Greg Norton, John Giorno,
Bob Mould, Grant Hart