The timing of this thread is pretty funny for me. I got home from work early today and decided to surprise my wife with a clean house when she came home with the kids. Of course I needed some house cleaning music, so I grabbed a live Wilco show and popped it in the stereo. As I'm cleaning it suddenly occured to me, Bruce is no longer my favorite artist. He has been supplanted by Wilco. I grew up on the Boss. The formation of my first musical identity has a lot to do with, "waun, two, three, fawr highways jammed with broken heros on a last chance power drive....". The majesty and poetry of Bru