Sad news, if not unexpected; Warren Zevon has just died. A few months ago, Michael Swanwick wrote this short short story which is, I think, about as good a pre-emptive obituary as Zevon could have asked for.
Update – incorrect link fixed thanks to Patrick Nielsen Hayden, who himself records Zevon’s passing.
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Doug 09.09.03 at 6:21 am
“…drinkin a pina colada at Trader Vic’s/His hair was perfect…” “Excitable boy they all said” “He ain’t been right since Viet Nam” “Patty Hearst heard the burst…” “Send the envoy” “But don’t it make you want to rock and roll All night long Mohammed’s Radio I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful On the radio, Mohammed’s Radio” “And if California slides into the ocean Like the mystics and statistics say it will I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill” “Dry your eyes my little friend” “I’ll sleep when I’m dead” “Send lawyers, guns and money And get me out of this” “So I’m going to hurl myself against the wall Cause I’d rather feel bad than not feel anything at all” “Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood I ain’t naming names She really worked me over good She was just like Jesse James She really worked me over good She was a credit to her gender She put me through some changes, Lord Sort of like a Waring blender” “Accidentally like a martyr” “I worked hard, but not for the money Did my best to please I used to think it was funny Til I realized it was just a tease Don Quixote had his windmills Ponce de Leon took his cruise Took Sinbad seven voyages To see that it was all a ruse (That’s why I’m) Looking for the next best thing Looking for the next best thing I appreciate the best But I’m settling for less Cause I’m looking for the next best thing” He wasn’t next best at all. Not at all.
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