That album was titled Dawn of the Black Hearts, and you can find the album cover photo online.
This reminded me of Warren Zevon, who died shortly after being diagnosed with mesothelioma. As he said on his final appearance with David Letterman, “I may have made a slight tactical error in not seeing a doctor for twenty years.” Zevon did manage to crank out one more album which was released two weeks before he passed away.
The Mosley thing reminds me of someone who died similarly years ago but I can’t remember the name. Perhaps someone here can help me out?
This guy was most visible in the US in the late 60s and maybe early 70s. He had been a bishop. Not sure if Catholic, Esp., or what. I’m not sure whether he voluntarily left or was defrocked. I seem to remember it had to do with anti-Vietnam activities of the vandalizing draft board offices sort.
I read a book by him that was about/included some debunking of the Bridey Murphy thing. (So Google is useless since it returns a ton of pro-BM stuff. Yeah, let’s spread the thoroughly disproven crap, that’ll help.)
He was on TV, being interviewed by Dick Cavett types often enough.
He died maybe very early 70s. He was traveling in the West Bank. So possibly after the Six Day War. He went missing. He was later found dead in his underwear in the desert. Suspected that heat/dehydration caused him to wander off, ditch his clothes, etc.
Ring any bells?
Bishop Pike. Philip K Dick’s book The Transmigration of Timothy Archer is loosely based on his story. He was a very outspoken semi-heretical Anglican bishop who rattled a lot of trees.
Rudolf Schwarzkogler, 1940-1968: Austrian performance artist of blood-spattered pieces designed to shock his postwar traumatized generation.
To paraphrase Mark Twain “rumors of my death from cutting off my own penis and bleeding out are greatly exaggerated.”
Oh, right. Thanks a lot. Episcopalian bishop gone rogue. The book would have been The Other Side about his attempts to contact his dead son via mediums. It’s available at Internet Archive. The Bridey Murphy thing is probably a misremembering thing. But the book and the topic both deal with afterlife stuff. (The book doesn’t even have a ToC let alone an index.) He twice wrote about the matter in the 50s when the Murphy thing came out.
He and his 3rd wife were driving to Qumram in 1969. Didn’t take enough water. Got stuck. Started walking. He couldn’t go on. She did. She made it out. Search started. Took a while to find him.
Seems to have never successfully contacted anyone via a medium. So death apparently impairs chatting up people.
Note to self: Deserts are still hot and dry.
When I read about it, I was surprised Landis continued to have a successful career afterward. And of course I was also surprised he wasn’t convicted.
He came to our town of a thousand people in the mountains of west Bumfuck to dedicate a new church. My mom was star-struck. I was 2, so I have no memory of it.
Singer Kristy MacColl died pushing her 15-year-old son out of the path of a speed boat.
Retired Detroit Tigers pitcher Mark “The Bird” Fidrych was working on his 10-wheel dump truck when his clothing got caught on a spinning shaft, choking him to death.
Owner of the Segway Company Jimi Heselden died when he fell off a cliff while riding a Segway.
Susan Cabot, who appeared in a few movies, had an ongoing thing with the then-king of Jordan, which resulted in a love child. In 1986, there was apparently a heated disagreement between her and her son which culminated in him beating his mother to death with a barbell.
Sounds a bit like Naya Rivera’s death, getting her 4-year-old son safely back into a boat but not having the strength to get back in herself.
Minor correction: “Kirsty”, not “Kristy”.
I always enjoyed her work. It is a danm shame that she’s better known for the injustice of her death than for her talent.
Was it unjust or heroic?
I daresay she’s best known for her with with the Pogues on FoNY, with her death being the second thing she’s best known for.
The lead singer for Boston, Brad Delp, put two charcoal grills in his bathroom, lit them, then locked himself inside the bathroom.
Guitarist Randy Rhoads died when the Beechcraft Bonanza he was a passenger in crashed. The pilot was high on cocaine and doing stupid shit.
George Reeves is at least as well known for his accident/suicide/murder by gunshot at a party as for his role as Superman.
The speed boat that killed her was piloted by a rich drunk idiot who got off with a slap on the wrist.
Specifically, by having a low-paid servant claim to have been driving. The punishments were all fines, proportionate to the employee’s pitiful wages, so the mulitibillionaire who was actually at the wheel paid less than $5000 for negligently murdering a mother protecting her child.
There was also a long court case with a dubious result (IIRC a rich dude clearly paid one of his lackeys to say he was driving the speed boat, and got away with it 
)
I think Jeff Buckley got a little boost in fame by dying early.
And something else using most of those letters.