If Starbucks Loved Me Enough to Care What I Listened To...

I used to cringe at those Starbucks CD compilations in which artists made a "mix CD" of their favorites. I mean, did I really care what Sheryl Crow or Norah Jones listened to? I still don't.

But then Joni and Elvis Costello each did one, and, being the fickle thing that I am, I suddenly decided it was a cool idea. So if I ever become famous enough to have one of these compilations done with my face on it, here's what I'd force Starbucks employees and customers to listen to (at least until someone else put out a compilation):


I'd Have You Anytime—George Harrison (Because it's beautiful, opens up All Things Must Pass, and because it was written by Dylan).
I Saw An Angel Die—Bobbie Gentry (Her Ode to Billie Joe album is astounding. About as sexy as a female vocalist gets).
Black Cow—Steely Dan (self-evident--see Aja blog, below. Drink your venti half-caf sugar-free gingerbread latte with no whip and get outta here).
Requiem Pour Un Con—Serge Gainsbourg (Serge is pictured above. Because it's so goddamned cool, is in French, is literally monotone, and sounds new, even though it's 40 years old).
Cello Song—Nick Drake (Because he's amazing).
The Bells—Laura Nyro with Labelle (Because it's the most soulful thing I've ever heard. And because God lives somewhere in that bridge).
You're With Stupid Now—Aimee Mann (Because it sums up everything I like about Aimee Mann).
Time The Avenger—The Pretenders (Because it sums up everything I like about Chrissie Hynde).
Sticks and Stones—The Divine Comedy (Because it's orchestral, catchy, British and twee).
Today—Jefferson Airplane (Because everybody needs Surrealistic Pillow).
The Boy With The Arab Strap—Belle & Sebastian (Because I love the bassline...and, oh yeah, it's orchestral, catchy and twee).
There Are Worse Things I Could Do—Alison Moyet (Because it's my favorite song from Grease...and Alison Moyet is one of my favorite singers).
Bigmouth Strikes Again—The Smiths (Because The Queen is Dead is literally a work of art).
Revelator—Gillian Welch (Because it's my favorite song of the last five years).
On the Road to Findout—Cat Stevens (Because it's a lifelong favorite. I remember learning to read while reading the lyrics).
Judgement of the Moon and Stars (Ludwig's Tune)--Joni Mitchell (Because a certain passage from this song will be etched on my memorial stone).
See A Little Light—Bob Mould (Because, well, "listen--there's music in the air.")
Walkin' My Baby Back Home—Oscar Peterson & Stéphane Grappelli (Because I love jazz fiddle).
If It's Magic—Stevie Wonder (Because it's the most effective use of a harp I've ever heard).
Listening Wind—Talking Heads (Because it's the delicious kind of weird that only the Talking Heads and Eno could conjure up).

So...do you think they'd bite? Maybe they'd have to make it a two-disc set.