Side A
Artist	Song
Buddy Holly	Well...All Right
Ritchie Valens	Ooh! My Head
the Big Bopper	Big Bopper's Wedding
Charlie Feathers	That Certain Female
Gene Vincent	Baby Blue
Eddie Cochran	Nervous Breakdown
Elvis Presley	Too Much
Roy Orbison	Dream Baby
Johnny Cash	25 Minutes to Go (live)
Phil Ochs	Love Me, I'm a Liberal
Laura Nyro	Sweet Blindness
Harry Nilsson	Spaceman
Warren Zevon	Lawyers, Guns & Money (live)
Badfinger	No Matter What
John Lennon	Nobody Told Me
George Harrison	All Things Must Pass
Side B
Artist	Song	Buy
Larry Williams & Johnny 'Guitar' Watson	Two for the Price of One
Otis Redding	Mr. Pitiful
Sam Cooke	Bring It On Home to Me
Ray Charles	Lonely Avenue
Marvin Gaye	I'll Be Doggone
the Impressions (Curtis Mayfield)	Meeting Up Yonder
King Curtis	I Was Made to Love Her
Bob Marley & the Wailers	Kaya
Ian Dury & the Blockheads	I Want to Be Straight
Joe Strummer & the Mescaleroes	Coma Girl
Ramones	I Just Want to Have Something to Do
the Heartbreakers (Johnny Thunders)	One Track Mind (live)
Screaming Lord Sutch	'Cause I Love You
Screamin' Jay Hawkins	Little Demon
Nirvana	Rape Me
Richard Hell & the Voidoids (Robert Quine, guitar)	You Gotta Lose

Comment:

Perhaps the best thing about making a dead rockers mix is realizing how many of the greats are still with us. This begins with a triptych of the February '59 plane crash that truly inaugurated the Dead Rockers Society. (See also Greil Marcus' prescient essay on Rock Death in the '70s: A Sweepstakes.) Ground rules were pretty clear - bands included only when the creative heart is deceased. Thus, the Ramones and Badfinger qualify, the Who don't. Solo Beatles obvious apply, and who could resist George singing about death? I omitted all those dead blues and country guys, they could fill a whole tape. Apologies to faves Dusty Springfield, Bobby Fuller, Serge Gainsbourg, Jackie Wilson, Cub Koda and Louis Prima. No apologies to sainted '60s trinity Jimi-Janis-Jim Morrison -- in compiling this, I realized I really didn't care that much. Ditto Zappa, Duane Allman, Nick Drake. I could've made an argument for Sinatra but ran out of room, and then what about Miles? It's intensely annoying to me that of the Screaming guys, Jay uses the apostrophe and Sutch doesn't. Inspired by the back-to-back losses of Brother Ray and Bob Quine, whose Richard Hell-fronted track is the only exception to the 'really dead' rule, and with Hell you're never sure.

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