speaking of talking cats and dogs...

...here's a list of "the 46 essential rock reads" from the l.a. times that manages to pretty consistently pick the wrong horse (or omit the right one): no joe carducci; nik cohn's rock dreams vice awopbopaloobop alopbamboom; denis johnson's execrable collection of drug stories anybody coulda written jesus' son (included, i suppose, because he took his title from a velvet underground song; baby, _that's_ rock 'n' roll); no clinton heylin; greil marcus' impenetrable commie rant lipstick traces instead of his sublime mystery train; no paul williams, who started the ball rolling for chrissake. welcome to the curmudgeon zone.