I became a Warren Zevon fan late in life. I always liked Werewolves of London of course, but that’s just his one overpowering hit single. His body of work includes a lot of other amazing songs that never received the same attention. His morbid sense of humor pervaded his songs, from the ode to heroin Carmelita to Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner.
You’ll never hear My Shit’s Fucked Up played on free radio, I’d warrant.
After being diagnosed with inoperable mesothelioma, Zevon opted to go out singing rather than taking the treatments which may have incapacitated him.
In October of 2002, he made an appearance on Late Night with David Letterman, in which he offered this advice on life and death to self-described fan Letterman: “Enjoy every sandwich.”
He died less than a year later, though he lived long enough to see the birth of twin grandsons and the release of his last album. He had also been quoted as saying he wanted to live long enough to see the next James Bond film. He made it. Ironically (or, considering Zevon’s sense of humor, perhaps not) it was titled Die Another Day. He died in September 2003.
Take heart, now you can listen to his entire oeuvre without wondering what comes next. Unless you consider “what comes next” to be the music created by his son Jordan Zevon.