So sad to see that Dory Previn died yesterday. Her work and lyrics were/are such an integral part of my life and inner vocabulary. I'm not sure that she was ever really appreciated as much as she should have been as a performer and her lyrics, with their dark humour and cynicism, were too much for popular radio. So pleased she finally seemed to find peace with her new partner who was with her from the 1980s until her death.
Now she's 'on her way home'.
Seems like watching your heroes die is part of growing older
