Flea markets, generally...second hand books and vinyl, specifically.
Dead: Jesus Christ, Muhammad, Buddha, Confucius, Moses, The Whacky Joseph Smith, and Pontius Pilate (just so I could squeeze The Truth outta all of them) and then, in no particular order: Charles Bukowski, Jack Kerouac, DB Cooper, Harry Houdini, Lee Harvey Oswald, D Boon, Duchamp, Warhol, and Basquiat. Jimi Hendrix and Buddy Holly. John C. Holmes, too!Alive: Dick Cavett, Thomas Pynchon, JD Salinger, Betty Page, Bill Mahr, Jack and/or Meg White, and Danny Bonaduce. Oh, wait...I already met Danny Bonaducee.
Most anything at all except popular country music, which, I know for a fact, is produced and recorded for mental midgets.
The Criterion Collection, anything written by Christopher Guest and Eugene Levy, Blade Runner, bad porn with stupid plots and horrible acting, do the music videos by Spike Jonez and Michael Gondrey count here?
Kenny versus Spenny, Antiques Roadshow, Bill Mahr (my hero), the VH1 specials about making records...South Park (still), CNN and MSNBC (I'm a news geek), any pro wrestling from 1970 to (give or take) 1997.
Too many to list, but here's a handful: Catcher in the Rye, most of the McSweeney publications, Wink and Titter and Eye Full and Beauty Parade, and any other vintage girlie magsfor that matter...as well as vintage sleaze paperbacks, and anything at all written by today's Faulkner and Joyce all rolled up into one -- Cormac McCarthy.
Dead: Marcel Duchamp, Andy Warhol, Jack Kerouac, Jimi Hendrix, John Holmes, Wallace Berman.Alive: my Paw, Jack & Meg White, Bill Mahr, Curt Kirkwood, my little brother.