As someone who doesn't make a habit out of reading, I enjoy magazines that deliver consistent content. That Oprah magazine always has Oprah on the cover, just like how Car & Driver always has a car! Awesome.

Music magazines suffer in comparison because they always put different people on the cover. Well, actually they rotate the same 12 to 15 people. Since we've all agreed that culture is already in the toilet, what we need now are magazines dedicated to narcissistic, talentless losers who reveal more than we care to know. Since their music sucks, they might as well keep it about their depraved social lives. What else is there? Besides, the more time they spend working on their magazines, the less time they have to put out music. It's win-win!

Or it's much like watching reality TV and realizing you didn't care about Bruce Jenner and his stupid family in the first place.

My vote for Five Musicians Who Should Have Their Own Magazine...

Pete Doherty - Babyshambles aren't nearly as bad as

Here at Yahoo! we have certain mandatory requirements that we don't question. Don't steal your co-worker's car. Always wear underwear underneath your clothing. Don't talk to the guy who writes the Framed blog. If someone asks you what you're working on, giggle and say "I'm on it!" Celebrate the birthdays of old people. It makes them feel special.

So the memo came down from headquarters. I read it and felt a little part of myself die. Hopefully, it was a part I won't be needing. The memo said: Greg Lake was born on November 10, 1948, which means he will be almost 60 this year. Certainly, we can get the jerk whom writes that "List of the Day" column to do a list of Greg's great accomplishments! If not, Larry has a nephew coming out of prison soon who could take over the blog."

I don't know who Larry is, but I don't like it!

Now Greg Lake was in Emerson, Lake and Palmer, Emerson, Lake and Powell and something called King Crimson. The first two, I'm told, are not legal firms. Great.

I opened a recent issue of Rolling Stone at my mandatory "Rock Writer Training Seminar" and was immediately surprised and impressed to see that Mr. Bruce Springsteen received FIVE stars for his latest recording accomplishment, the album Magic.

Five stars is the magazine's highest honor and is usually reserved for dead people and R.E.M. And considering that Mr. Springsteen stole away one of the magazine's chief editors years ago to become his manager, I would've thought there'd be one hard grudge against him. Stealing one's employees isn't always looked upon fondly. But the big-hearted lugs at Rolling Stone looked past their petty grievances and single-handedly re-defined what a "five star" album really means.

Actually, they did this years ago with Mick Jagger's stunning solo tour de force Goddess In The Doorway, an album that has since gone on to redefine music as we hear it!

So, it has always been my fantasy (and probably not yours!) to open up a music reference book and see the

Boxed sets are awesome because by definition they come in boxes. And there's something undeniably cool about holding this big, lumpy box in your hands. I'm not even a big Judas Priest fan, but when I hold Metalogy in my hands with its studded sides I feel like a better person, a valuable member of society. My vote counts. Ditto that Talking Heads box, not to mention all those boxed sets of old folkies singing about black lung and bluesmen whose women keeping leaving them for dudes with money. I can't tell any of it apart--and neither can you--but the presentation makes it better music!

So with that in mind, I went looking through the past year for boxed sets that make me a better person and could in turn make you better as well. Self-betterment, finding a cure for cancer and outlawing trans fats remains the common goals of this column.

Five Boxed Sets that would look swell in your collection:

Various Artists -- Forever Changing: The Golden Age Of Elektra Records 1963-1973: Thankfully