This week, amid some hullabaloo over whether they’re actually “good,” Creed released an album. More significant to us was the return of singer Scott Stapp and his remarkable chest. In baring his Christian nipples, Stapp carries on a long tradition in music, one not defined by the strategic placement of gym socks, but the manifold expressions of strength, vulnerability, and the desire to expose oneself to life’s rich multiplicity of venereal diseases. Which chests speak most eloquently of these and other concerns? Here we count down a list of the fifteen greatest, from rappers to dinosaur rockers (and including Devendra Banhart, who also has a new album this week). You’ll no doubt tell us who we left out. In the meantime: Come on, boys — show us your tits!