Every time Warren Zevon’s “Werewolves of London” is on the radio (which is surprisingly at least weekly-when I have the radio on) I find myself remembering a question posed to me “What does a tailor have to do with ripping someone’s lungs out?”

It always just made sense to me that a tailor- who takes rather intimate measurements would have to be incredibly willful to take those of a werewolf. Warren has been gone over a decade now, so it’s far too late to ask.