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We could use some singers like Gayle McCormick today.

Bob Dylan was born Robert Allen Zimmerman (Hebrew: שבתאי זיסל בן אברהם Shabtai Zisl ben Avraham)[1][13][14] in St. Mary's Hospital on May 24, 1941, in Duluth, Minnesota,[15] and raised in Hibbing, Minnesota, on the Mesabi Range west of Lake Superior. Dylan's paternal grandparents, Anna Kirghiz and Zigman Zimmerman, emigrated from Odesa in the Russian Empire (now Ukraine) to the United States, following the pogroms against Jews of 1905

Levi's are a jewish company. Levi Strauss was born to a jewish family in Buttenheim on February 26, 1829.

Sorry about twixxer links.

Now I falafel.

haha. Every once in a while you can find some gold in wiki-jew-pedia.

Seriously? It is tiresome.

A man and his fiancée are planning a wedding, and the fiancée has (as usual) planned most of the event. Wanting her future husband to be more involved in the planning, she assigns him the task of hiring a pianist for the wedding reception. Not thrilled with the responsibility, he decides to ask around at his favorite bar to see if anyone knows a piano player. Everyone at the bar agrees that a local guy named Tony is an accomplished pianist, and the man contacts and promptly hires him, without even hearing him play.

The day of the wedding reception arrives, The pianist Tony shows up at the reception, dressed impeccably in a fine tuxedo. The man's wife is thrilled that he hired such a professional looking musician.

Tony sits down at the piano and announces "I am going to play a song I wrote, called 'Your Mother's a Cunt and I Fucked Her!". A gasp ripples through the reception crowd, but is quickly replaced with silence as he plays beautifully.

Tony continues to play, and to announce lewd and disturbing titles for each song. Embarrassed, the man's wife pulls the newlywed husband aside and harshly whispers to him "Where the hell did you find this guy? Do you hear the names of his songs? The last song he played was called 'Fuck me like a prison whore!'. As she was complaining, her eyes grew wide and she pointed to the pianist. In his enthusiasm he was standing and his tuxedo pants ripped open, exposing his genitals for all to see. "Oh my God!", the wife cried. The man assures his new wife he would take care of the situation.

The man approaches Tony and whispers quietly in his ear, "Do you know your pants ripped open and your fucking balls are hanging out?"

The pianist smiles and replies "No, but if you hum a few bars, I can probably figure it out!"

Obviously it isn't limited to one trait; however, what is at the top of your list?