I’m an out gay man because of Lou Reed, specifically because of the eponymous third Velvet Underground album. Not much for lyrics, I still regard “Some Kinda Love” as the best line-for-line song written after 1968. “What Goes On” defines electric rhythm strumming. It defines organs. It defines band chemistry.
Not the only recommendations. My Quietus obit, in which I linked to a number of his greatest recordings, often his most modest songs.
Humanizing The Vacuum 
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