Music Lust.

Nic Harcourt, whose wonderful KCRW show Morning Becomes Eclectic has become a staple listening experence for me every weekday, has a book coming out in September. Music Lust follows superlibrarian (and action figure heroine) Nancy Pearl's Book Lust and More Book Lust, books that offer reading suggestions for every "mood, moment, and reason." Harcourt's will of course offer listening suggestions, though at first glance his recommendations are decidedly less eclectic than Pearl's. See here, from the book's catalog copy:

Great First Albums
They say that you have your whole life to write the songs on your first album. And up to the point that the work is written and recorded that’s true. The second album is often the tough one and some artists only ever get one album released. But that’s another category. Here are some debut albums that heralded the arrival of important new musicians:

Chuck Berry: After School (Session, 1958)
Little Richard: Here’s Little Richard (Specialty, 1958)
The Who: My Generation (MCA, 1965)
The Jimi Hendrix Experience: Are You Experienced (MCA, 1967)
The Velvet Underground & Nico (Polygram, 1967)
The Band: Music from Big Pink (Capitol, 1968)
Led Zeppelin: Led Zeppelin (Atlantic, 1969)
Funkadelic: Funkadelic (Westbound, 1970)
Steely Dan: Can’t Buy a Thrill (MCA, 1972)
Bob Marley & The Wailers: Catch a Fire (Tuff Gong/Island, 1973)
Patti Smith: Horses (Arista, 1975)
The Clash: The Clash (Epic, 1977)
Talking Heads: Talking Heads 77 (Sire, 1977)
Television: Marquee Moon (Elektra, 1977)
Kate Bush: The Kick Inside (EMI, 1978)
Joy Division: Unknown Pleasures (Qwest, 1979)
R.E.M.: Murmur (IRS, 1983)
Run-D.M.C.: Run-D.M.C. (Profile, 1984)
The Smiths: The Smiths (Sire, 1984)
Sinead O’Connor: The Lion & The Cobra (Ensign/Chrysalis, 1987)
The Stone Roses: The Stone Roses (Silvertone, 1989)
Massive Attack: Blue Lines (Virgin, 1991)
Beck: Mellow Gold (Bong Load/Geffen, 1994)
Jeff Buckley: Grace (Columbia, 1994)
AIR: Moon Safari (Astralwerks, 1998)
Coldplay: Parachutes (Capitol, 2001)

Somewhere in the eighties this list goes horribly awry; tough to get perspective, I guess, when you're looking right over your shoulder. Decent fodder for music crit blowing sessions, anyway. And I'll forgive the guy pretty much anything since he played "Crosstown Traffic" a little while ago.