Long-time friend Kent Perkins told the Associated Press of Friedman’s passing, “He died peacefully. He smoked a cigar, went to bed and never woke up.” It’s a quiet, gentle exit for a man who embodied such a grand and flamboyant persona in life.
Like many Texans, Richard Samet Friedman wasn’t born in the Lone Star State, but he got here as soon as he could. As a child, he was moved from his 1944 birthplace of Chicago to 400 acres of South Texas Hill Country by his first-generation Russian-American parents, who opened a youth summer camp at Echo Hill Ranch after settling there in 1953.
Growing up, Friedman was a wunderkind chess competitor and graduated in 1966 with a bachelor’s degree in psychology from the University of Texas at Austin. It was there that he first earned the nickname Kinky on account of his signature full head of tight black curls. After experimenting with surf rock in college, he formed the satirical country act Kinky Friedman and the Texas Jewboys in 1973.
Friedman used all the cheeky trappings and unapologetic screwball charm of his intrinsic offbeat Jewish Cowboy character to package songs loaded with progressive political commentary that directly challenged social plights of Southern living, like the brazen white supremacy described in "They Ain't Makin' Jews Like Jesus Anymore" and acts of mass gun violence as in "The Ballad of Charles Whitman” (a scathing diss track for the “Texas Tower Sniper” who murdered 15 people in a horrifying attack on the UT Austin campus in 1966).
In the 1980s Friedman built a successful career as an author, starting with the popular long-running detective novel series Kinky Friedman Mysteries before eventually expanding his irreverent persona into nonfiction political humor and satire, such as his unparalleled 2002 manifesto, Kinky Friedman's Guide to Texas Etiquette: Or How To Get To Heaven Or Hell Without Going Through Dallas-Fort Worth.
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In 2003, the band the Dixie Chicks appeared bare on the cover of Entertainment Weekly in response to conservatives who slammed their politics. The Observer reached out to Friedman about doing a parody of the EW cover. Fearless as always, he didn't hesitate to strip down.
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Friedman the politician will be remembered most for the small but very notable pop in his polling and fundraising efforts during his 2006 wildcard run for Texas governor, when he attempted to unseat conservative Republican Gov. Rick Perry. For two years Friedman’s gubernatorial campaign billboards, signs, bumper stickers and lapel buttons flooded the state with the snarky slogans: "Why The Hell Not?" "My Governor is a Jewish Cowboy" and "He Ain't Kinky, He's My Governor."
Friedman was a libertarian-leaning moderate whose platforms and positions included cannabis legalization, ending capital punishment, investing in Texas’ alternative energy resources, anti-racism, LGBTQIA+ rights, increasing Mexican border security and the immediate rollback of indoor smoking bans.
Friedman was a larger-than-life Texas treasure and folk hero, which means that he will live on as such within the cultural fabric of the Lone Star State. Strong in his convictions without taking himself too seriously, he lived loud and he spoke out during his time on earth.
Funeral arrangements for Kinky Friedman have not been made available to the public at this time.