WARREN ZEVON: Buy This Magazine Because Of Him!

Warren Zevon has perfected the art of squirming without perceptible movement. Crumpled on a couch in a windowless record company boxroom, the man with the best name in pop sits by my tape machine like a rich lady’s mongrel told against its better judgement to stay.

“I’ve actually been failing at being an interviewee somewhat,” he says, his voice all apology. ‘‘And I’ve been doing this for a week now.”