One of my favorites, and a guy who died much too young. I had the pleasure of deciphering the lyrics to "Talk Backwards" from the vinyl, before the Internet existed and they were printed. I remember the day he died . . .
I don't drink (I'm saving the beers for the rest of you), but I have hoisted a Diet Coke or thirty-seven at the Earl of Old Town in memory of Steve and in honor of his buddy, John Prine, while humming "Souvenirs." Song always makes me cry, even when I hum it to myself.
Yes, much too young. I saw him perform at Virginia Tech when I was there for summer school in either 1983 or 1984.