The sax solo as we know it today would not exist without Gerry Rafferty. His 1978 soft-rock classic 'Baker Street' has to be the 'Ulysses' of rock & roll saxophone, giving the entire chorus over to Raphael Ravenscroft's sax solo, creating one of the Seventies' most enduringly creepy sounds.

One of the billions of things I love about Beyonce: The harder she tries to come on crazy, the less crazy she sounds.

Celebrity despicability is a precious thing.

If the girls keep dancing, everybody's happy. If the girls don't dance, nobody's happy.

A song nobody likes is a sad thing. But a love song nobody likes is hardly a thing at all.

Big Star invented a vision of bohemian rock & roll cool that had nothing to do with New York, Los Angeles or London, which made them completely out of style in the 1970s, but also made them an inspiration to generations of weird Southern kids.

You can't beat the beehive for glam punkette attitude.