Several thoughts as I catch up on the last three pages:
I've seen probably around 1500 bands live. Depeche Mode easily makes my top 10. They are phenomenal.
Neil Young is, too, and I will never hear the "rolling home" with Jack the same way again.
Thin Lizzy is why Metallica did "Whiskey in the Jar," which is also good, but Lynott's vocal is so superior to Hetfield's, it's criminal.
Before they were U2, Adam Clayton apparently once decided to ring Phil Lynott's doorbell and ask him for advice. They allegedly remained friendly until Phil's death.
"Brothers in Arms" is Dire Straits worst album. Easily. Which tells you how awesome the first four are. And "Sultans of Swing" is still one of my ten favorite rock songs ever. "Down to the Waterline" is such a great song from that debut, too.
The Mark Knopfler/Chet Atkins "Neck and Neck" record is a masterpiece.
I think my favorite Brian Eno album might be the one he did with John Cale, "Wrong Way Up."
Jeff Lynne is probably going to be the last living Wilbury, which is unfair. ELO was a cool thing, but he's not on the level of his band mates. He must have had incriminating photos to get that invite.
Emmylou Harris should be as famous as Dolly Parton.
Justin Timberlake is one of the three most talented people in contemporary music over the last 25 years.
George Michael's genius was revealed too late and Wham! was mostly cheese. Catchy, but meh.
Nick Lowe and Dave Edmunds were too "British" (yeah, Dave's Welsh, I know) to really take off in the US, I think. Not poppy enough, anthem-y enough or angst-y enough as any of their counterparts and maybe too clever for most of the US audience. Too New Wave for a lot of mainstream rock stations and too garage-rooted and old for college radio. Everyone else's loss.