I like the stringed instruments...guitar and mandolin, mainly. Oh, yeah, and I likes the ladies.
Women who won't steal the shine off my shoes.
Hank Williams, Bob Dylan, Beatles, Faces, Rolling Stones, Kinks, Free, Badfinger, Del McCoury Band, Webb Pierce, Bill Monroe, Stanley Brothers, Johnny Cash, Cadence-era Everly Brothers, Buck Owens and his Buckaroos, Sir Douglas Quintet, Byrds, Jimi Hendrix, Buffalo Springfield, Clarence White, Neil Young, Grateful Dead, Steve Earle, Townes Van Zandt, Dwight Yoakam, Dave Alvin...anything that's not too trendy, annoying or hip-hoppy. You know, like YOUR band.
The Treasure of the Sierra Madre, White Heat, Apocalypse Now, Blacula...
Lancelot Link: Secret Chimp, Groovy Ghoulies, The Munsters, Green Acres...all that current stuff.
The Grapes of Wrath, Moby-Dick, A Walk On the Wild Side, The Man With the Golden Arm, Prisoner of X, Generation Kill, Blood Meridian...
Ronnie Wood for being a guitar-playing genius and for rockin' the same haircut for the last 35 years. Oh, and let's not forget the anonymous gent who figured out that cocaine could be freebased with baking soda and water instead of ammonia and ether. Lives were saved, man. Lives were saved.