Warren Zevon has been finally been nominated to enter The Rock and Roll Hall Of Fame.
Zevon is truly the only class of '23  inductee I truly give a damn about with the exception of George Micheal whom I feel is one hell of a great vocalist and Willie Nelson who is.......well, Willie Nelson.
Warren's induction could assist his estate in many ways, including providing the grand finale to getting his deserved bio film made.
Zevon was so much more than some Rock and Roll singer/ songwriter, Werewolf or Excitable Boy.
He was The Hunter S. Thompson of Popular music. Warren was dangerous, aggressive, poetic, eclectic, loving,  politically astute, fragile and as brilliant as a huge comet soaring through the night,  Accidentally Like A Martyr.
It took way too long to give him his due primarily because Jan Wenner and his corporate Hall are too busy pandering to an expanded base and are leaving a trail of forgotten giants in the mist of the money they require to remain relevant.
Zevons strengths exceed or are on par with most who have contributed to the history of popular music. 
His Ride's  Here at last.
Next year, I can only hope that with the continued inclusion of vital figures from varied musical  art forms, the Hall can understand why Benny Goodman, Frank Sinatra and John Coltrane should be considered next.
All music is a Love Supreme. Get it?