Well Max, you've picked some good ones. Personally, I prefer the edgier sound of the Stones and the Dead, for no particular reason other than personal taste that might be explained by having cut my teeth in the 50"s on raw, unfiltered rock 'n roll and having transitioned from listening to the likes of "Oh My Papa" to Jerry Lee banging out "Whole Lot of Shaking." That was a seismic era for a young teen to experience. Which, now that I think of it, reminds me that my uncle had a brother in Springer, New Mexico who could play a pounding boogie-woogie piano with the best of them. Ah, bring back the days.