There's two Lou Reed albums that I'll bet most of you, like me, have in scratched vinyl; his 1967 Velvet Underground release with Nico, and Transformer from 1972. The first gave those of us who have never taken heroin a pretty good idea of the experience; thrashing dischords, heartbeat bass drum, and then Nico's thin fragile voice on Sunday Morning. Transformer's Walk on the Wild Side and Perfect Day formed the core soundtrack for our twenty-something love lives. Both are still pretty good albums.
He made other stuff of course. And by all accounts he was a bit of an arse, but selling millions of records can do that to a chap. RIP.