Devil in a Coma: Mark Lanegan

I just finished reading Devil in a Coma, Mark Lanegan's memoir and what proved to be the last work published in his lifetime. Although it's not so much a memoir than it is a disjointed and fragmentary series of diary entries, poetry and random flashes of memories all written while in hospital dealing with Covid.

Like the best of Lanegan's work, it's dark, powerful, tragic and unrelenting in blackness. The work of a self-tortured soul, like a white trash Dostoevsky, I closed the book and found myself hoping he found redemption or had a death bed conversion. Who knows what goes through someone's mind the day of, or the moments before, but I hope he found a much needed light somewhere in the darkness.

Gone too soon.

The memoir mentions he'd been working on demos. Perhaps they'll be released some day.