Warren Zevon dead at 56
I know many would debate this, mostly idiots, but to me Zevon was punk rock. Yes, he knew more than three chords and yes his guitar player (with the great session-musician name of Waddy Wachtel) had the longest hair this side of Nicolette Larson, and yes most would tend to lump him in with such easy-going Acapulco Goldylocks So-Cal singer-songwriters as Jackson Browne, but just check the lyrics to Bill Lee:
You're supposed to sit on your ass and nod at stupid things
Man, that's hard to do
And if you don't, they'll screw you
And if you do, they'll screw you, too
When I'm standing in the middle of the diamond all alone
I always play to win
When it comes to skin and bone
And sometimes I say things I shouldn't
Like.... (violin)
And sometimes I say things I shouldn't
Like.... (violin)
Fuck you Misfit-jacket, that's punk rock!
When I was thirteen years old I wanted to be Warren Zevon when I grew up. Now I'm nearly thirty-five, and I'm afraid I might be.
When I get home tonight, a tight little shot of tequila and a couple air guitar run-throughs of "Lawyers, Guns and Money".