1. The Smiths - Johnny Marr is running around with Modest Mouse (which is like an NFL player on a high school team) while Morrissey continues to make his just-bearable solo albums. Really guys, this is better than bringing joy to millions of die-hard Smiths fans across the world? Really? Modest Mouse? Seriously? Okay then. 
2. The Smashing Pumpkins - Not Billy Corgan, some girl on bass, an Asian guy on guitar and a some teenage drummer in the background - I want the real deal, D'arcy, James, and Jimmy. Otherwise you are not allowed to call yourselves The Smashing Pumpkins. Got it?
3. At The Drive-In - The reason you may not have heard of them is because they broke up right after their debut album started to gain some attention, and right before I was supposed to see them in concert (thanks for nothing). The band has split into two different groups now - The Mars Volta and Sparta - neither of which kicks as much pure unadulterated arse as At The Drive In.
4. Neutral Milk Hotel - I've already covered this one in the past, but allow me to repeat myself. Jeff Mangum, I know, you had a break down, the stress of touring and being kind of nuts takes its toll. How about you just go into the studio and cough a couple times into the microphone just so we have something. Anything!
Grandaddy - Maybe the saddest story here, the band broke up because they were too poor to keep doing it. You did your part Grandaddy, reaching for something higher than just mainstream success, giving us epically beautiful songs about the break down of modern society - comparing your blues and the numbness of our generations ennui to a cell phone on standby. No I don't blame you. I blame America. Who do you want to see reunite?
