No matter how expansive and varied a musician or band's catalog of albums may be, for those at the highest levels of popularity, there's always that one album that everyone talks about more than others.
We don't expect our musicians to moonlight as physicists -- hell, we're lucky if they finish high school. So sometimes they get their science wrong.
There are those musicians who, for whatever reason -- an off-putting comment, a generally grumpy demeanor, the fact that they're opening that night for Sinbad -- are a little less agreeable.
It turns out music is an explosion of guitars, drums, and telling people about stuff before it happens.
It's never widely publicized who did the actual writing, and sometimes it's for good reason.
To go along with all of the other difficulties that come with putting together something great, these bands and musicians had to fight through an extra step of insanity before some of their best work could see the light of day.
More often than not, when the creative force behind a band branches out on their own, the end result just leaves you longing for the days when they had a few extra people around to share the work.
What if you want to hold a confusing party? What if you, the malevolent puppet master that you are, expressly invited those poor bastards who'll return your calls for mind games and bacon-wrapped dates? Simple -- just turn on any of these five songs.
Here are some hilarious examples where the very people in charge of policing the Internet for potential copyright violations fall astray of the laws themselves.
It turns out the package that some of history's most beloved artists were wrapped in when they first entered our collective consciousness is often the product of several aborted attempts to get their shtick down perfect.
A thousand years from now, anthropologists will chalk up the 1980s as a mythical era akin to King Arthur's Camelot or when people drove blue-green Saturns.