Hey, I like Lou Reed as much as the next guy (though not as much as whoever is plastering his face over every conceivable surface in this city) but back in the day, had I been privy to the infamous split between he and John Cale, I would have walked right out of the Velvet Underground to be with the weird Welshman.
Even during what he called his darkest times with drugs he managed to pull together this gloriously ridiculous hipster Mickey Mouse of an outfit and bust out a wonderfully anxious version of Heartbreak Hotel.
But what do you think?