Bright Eyes to Cold War Kids

Bright Eyes: I absolutely do not get the comparison to Bob Dylan, but I do like the man sufficiently. There is a threshold, however, because I was ready to move on after 45 songs or so. I always think of winter when listening to Bright Eyes because certain tracks of his escorted me through relationship issues one winter.

Britney Spears: Yes, there was one track, which was supposed to contribute to my "Backer" playlist. The song is mislabeled though, and so it's all wrong. I felt dirty and ashamed when she came on at work.

Broken Social Scene: They have moments, but they have anti-moments as well.

Brother Jack McDuff: Hot Barbecue, the classic jazzman helped the afternoon whiz by.

Bruce Springsteen: Each song had a particular association... primarily the Backer. I acknowledge his skill and relevance, but I can't say that I'm a huge fan. I am more of a medium fan.

Bryan Adams: I should have some amazing story about a grade school dance to accompany "Summer of '69" but I don't.

Buckcherry: Few bands have songs that contrast more than "Lit Up" and "For the Movies."

Bush: I think of Gwen Stefani, obviously.

Busta Rhymes: The first time I heard this cat, like many others, was on A Tribe Called Quest's "Scenario" and I remembered thinking that he must be partially insane. More significant exposure to him has confirmed that, and I love it. The intro track to his first album, The Coming, cites his birthday as May 20, which happens to be the birthday of one of my best friends, Adam. He was actually with me when I bought the album. Because of this, I remember his birthday each year. I can't say that happens all that often with other friends... this may change now that I have a google calendar.

Cake: Somebody once told me that "Short Skirt, Long Jacket" was about how the band envisioned the Republican party. I have no idea if that's true, but I wonder about it every time I hear them. This is feel-good music, man. I'm almost always in the mood for Cake.

Capercaillie: My roommate Timmy, a big red-headed Irishman, would put this on full blast and ask, "who wants a belfast bomber." So I pretty much Pavlov dog this song to a shot.

Carla Bruni: No idea where this came from, but it was fairly decent.

Cat Power: I love her and her love of Bob Dylan. "Lived in Bars" is always an enjoyable track.

Cat Stevens: I like Cat quite a bit but I always find myself wondering if he's still on the no-fly list because of his Islamic leanings. Then I think that I should look that up and that maybe I remember this wrong because how in the heck could someone who wrote about a peace train be on the no-fly list. I still haven't looked it up though.

Charlie Daniels Band

Chicago: Karate Kid. Big time guilty pleasure, and I was fortunate enough to see them perform live... with the Notre Dame band... that was totally strange.

Chingy: This required an immediate decrease in volume as I was at work. Catchy, but not mind blowing.

Chuck Berry: Despite the fact that many of his songs are strikingly similar, I credit him with starting my obsession with rock and roll. It was one of the few rocking discs that made its way on the family stereo growing up. I loved it then and still do.

The Clancy Brothers: See above note about roommate Timmy.

Clap Your Hands Say Yeah: One album is the perfect listening duration. I love "The Skin of my Yellow Country Teeth."

Clarence Carter: I despise the song, "strokin'" and will delete it.

The Clash: I bought some Clash because I figured that I should have some if I wanted a respectable music collection. I am really glad that I did.

Cold War Kids: They put on a solid show at ACL... very cool band.