By Jeremy Hallock
By James Khubiar
By Observer Staff
By Kelly Dearmore
By Jim Schutze
By Rachel Watts
By Lauren Drewes Daniels
On June 4, his dreadful suffering at last came to an end. A handful of obscure English recordings hint at what might have been, had his solo career not dwindled with his luck and health. Fortunately, enough beauty was captured to present an enchanting legacy for those willing to look hard enough for the solo albums that are his greatest work. Seek out Anymore For Anymore, One For The Road, and See Me at your favorite import shop.
Death forces us to contemplate the unthinkable, to let go of that which has already escaped. I mourn my lost friend who suffers no more, and wonder about the songs he might have written. His loving grin still haunts me.
My greatest sympathy, though, is for a world that almost overlooked him while he was here. Even today, too few notice his absence.
Bucks Burnett is a Dallas music fan whose hands-on approach has led him to stage such events as Edstock, a celebration of Mr. Ed, the talking TV horse, and Tinypalooza, a similar tribute to Tiny Tim. Bucks, formerly the owner of now-defunct 14 Records, has most recently called for the head of whitebread crooner Pat Boone in response to Boone's callous dissing of Tiny Tim.