Ihate lists, man.
Back in my early "content group” days, we were encouraged to produce them in reams. Our goal: Yahoo! carousel promotion. “Ten Slow-Dance Standards for Dental Hygienists.” “Five Pre-Neil Peart Rush Songs Superior to Anything on ‘Presto.’” “Seven Slayer Slashers for Your Grandma’s Wake.” Sometimes we’d purposely leave entries out, so someone in a comment thread could chirp, “What about … ” and spark discussion, resulting in “engagement,” “eyeballs,” whatever.
Yet I must admit they’re fun. Fun to read and, from a research standpoint, a blast to write. Though I always cringe at what I’ve forgotten. In fact, this one’s supposed to have four additional entries for a nice, round 10: Bob Dylan’s “Hurricane,” Gordon Lightfoot’s “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald,” Don McLean’s