Hey, Rolling Stone! What’s with
these lists delivered as advertisements?
Well, Kanye West should pleased to be included on a list featuring Woody
Guthrie and Frank Sinatra.
And Perrey and Kingsley – whoever they were - should be mighty proud to
be on a list that includes Bob Dylan, Ray Charles and Dave Brubeck.
Are we surprised to see pioneers like Nirvana, The Ramones, The Allman
Brothers, Paul Butterfield or James Brown on such a list? Of course not. Or masters such as Michael Jackson, Marvin
Gaye or Carole King? Nope.
Nor, though I’ll never understand it, can we be surprised to see The
Beach Boys’ Pet Sounds, The Velvet
Underground’s Nico, The Mothers of
Invention, or Sabbath.
This couldn’t have been an easy list to assemble. It covers every major music genre over seven
decades. And I know I’m just a rabid
fan, which in no way qualifies me as an expert, but I do wonder why there are
so many entries on the list that I have never heard of. I mean, I have
been paying attention and all. And while
it’s nice to see The Beatles with two entries, how can such a list omit Elvis,
Buddy Holly or Chuck Berry? I’m just
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