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Six albums that should be on every jukebox
Note: I don’t want to hear about those new-fangled TouchTune abominations that allow anyone willing to shell out a few extra ducats to pick any song every recorded or skip to the front of the line. You should respect the social order that was established back in days of coin-operated player pianos and select from the standard menu then wait your turn.
And in an ideal world, the standard menu on every machine would include any or all of these albums:
- Best of Bowie, Disc 1 - David Bowie: I am sure no one will argue with me when I say that “Young Americans” is one of the best songs, David Bowie or otherwise, to listen to while drunk in public. The inclusion of “TVC 15” and “Moonage Daydream” on the front end of this compilation provide some perfect alternatives if you are really looking to freak out some squares.
- Chocolate and Cheese - Ween: You’ve never really heard this album until you’ve heard it to the chagrin of a bunch of hipsters at a crowded bar. And nothing complements boozy, cigarette fueled discourse like “A Tear For Eddie.”
- Greatest Hits - The Band: Do not confuse this with The Best of The Band, which was released in 1976 when Capitol records was too myopic to recognize the indispensability of “Chest Fever” and “When I Paint My Masterpiece.”
- Genius - Warren Zevon: Excitable Boy is an acceptable alternative, considering it is the source of both “Werewolves of London” and “Lawyers, Guns, and Money,” but with the three credits to the dollar pricing scheme common in New Orleans, “Poor, Poor Pitiful Me” is needed to round out the perfect Warren Zevon Bar Bash trifecta.
- Can’t Buy A Thrill - Steely Dan: You are much more likely to find one of their many compilations featured in the stock selections, but be on the lookout Steely Dan’s debut album. “Reelin’ in the Years,” is still there, but so is “Dirty Work,” a song so smooth it would even make Night Train go down easy.
- Okonokos - My Morning Jacket: I get shitfaced just thinking about a live rendition of “Wordless Chorus.”
