And Fuck You Jann Wenner!!!

So as you may have heard, the late great Warren Zevon finally got inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame over the weekend. Yeah yeah, I know we have arguments over why there's even a HOF in the first place, and we'll keep having 'em, but I think we can nonetheless agree that Zevon deserves to be in it if anybody does.

Me, I've been a fan since forever, and to celebrate the induction I thought I'd pick three of my favorite Zevon songs. In chronological order, starting with a track from his self-titled debut album....

...which ends with an ineffably haunting vocal and instrumental evocation of the hum of an air conditioner, a feat of musical onomatopoeia that has continued to amaze me since I first wrote about it (for Stereo Review) back in 1976.

Then there's this piece of gorgeosity from his Exciteable Boy breakthrough.

You don't usually think of Zevon as a power pop guy, but I think the above -- which sounds like the greatest 60s Brill Building pop song never written (and which was hooky enough that it showed up in a neat Patty Larkin cover version at the end of the 1998 rom com Sliding Doors) -- kind of fits the esthetic of this here blog.

And then there's this, which is just a flat out hilarious masterpiece...

..that, in an irony I'm sure Zevon appreciated, turned out to be sadly prophetic.

Anyway, as Zevon famously said -- enjoy every sandwich!

Oh, and once again -- fuck you Jann Wenner!!! 😎😎😎