Michael Hutchence:
I decided that it would be poor form to include both Michael Hutchence AND Jim Morrison. I decided to go with the guy least likely to beat me up if I were to meet him.
Gregory Peck:
And who doesn't want Atticus Finch as a dad? Well, maybe a neighbour's dad.
John Lee Hooker:
He is Mr. Lucky. His baby didn't shoot him down. Bloody legend.
John Lambton:
Radical Jack, Lord Durham, Baron of Durham, etc. A weird dude. Probably an asshole, but at least he's interesting, an a Grade 10 Social Studies sort of way.
Harry Nilsson:
This guy has broken my heart a couple times. One was when I heard "One," and the other was when I found out he's dead. With most musicians, you can think that it was at least a good career move. But I really wish he was still around.
Pierre Trudeau:
Our pet. This guy bagged Barbra Streisand. That's a carnation in his mouth. He's oddly cute.
Jeff Buckley:
Hopefully this will stop me getting mixed up between him and Jeff Healey. Healey=blind but cool. Buckley=talented but dead.
James Cagney:
I just can't say enough about this guy. He probably inspired many young people to get involved!with organized crimeSo here he is. The essence of cool.
Cab Calloway:
Could use a different moustache. Still awesome!
Phil Hartman:
Hi, he's Troy McClure. You may remember him from such shows as Newsradio. Newsradio was the best.
Ray Charles:
People my age can't see past the Pepsi commercials. What a cool dude.
Dead people. Not always hotties.