A fan just sent me a live version of Warren and I singing "Jackson". I thought I would share it. Mind you, it's pretty raw. So don't judge me!

When I first met Warren, I was very worried. I was about to start a month tour opening up for him. I heard he was very difficult. I heard he was a total asshole to the opening act and pretty much everyone else. For the first few days, I kept to myself. I gave him a lot of space. Before the fourth show, in my much smaller greenroom, he knocked at my door, came in, and asked, "what's the matter, think I have Rabies?". The next day, he became my friend, my protector, and... my mentor. I never had a mentor, and always wanted one.

I have so many great stories about him, which soon I will write about. But one thing I will not disclose is the emails we wrote to one another while he was dying. During our tours (we did two together), Warren was always the gentleman. He never made inappropriate sexual remarks in front of me. He never made a pass. However, one day, while he was probably in bed on morphine, I received a pretty raunchy flirtatious email from him. Of course, it was also humorous and witty. He was the wittiest man I ever knew. I remember one day telling him that I thought his new record -the one he was touring on -was going to be a hit. He replied, "Jill, it has as much future as a...Civil War leg wound". Anyway, how do you not respond to a dying man? I wrote back and tried to match him. I tried to outdo his grossness. Thus, proceeded a series of very blue emails that I will cherish until the day I die.

One of my favorite Warren lyrics:

I can saw a woman in two 
But you won't want to look in the box when I do 
I can make love disappear 
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer 

I can pull a rabbit out of a hat 
I can pull it out but I can't put it back 
I can make love disappear 
For my next trick I'll need a volunteer 

Also, here is my cover of his "Don't Let Us Get Sick"