Then I bought more of his records and wrote even less.īut this article is not about his life unfortunately it’s about his death. I just ended up putting the pen down and listening to his intoxicating, smoky voice spilling lines rich with metaphor, allusion and symbolism. I replaced the TV with a record player and played Songs From a Room every night and tried to write like him. I was renting a cottage on the water one winter to write. It wasn’t until my mid-twenties that I really got into his music.
