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He pauses, takes a deep breath and says, “Those Facebook people, man, you know, yeah, I get upset.”Īnd that, in fact, is one of the great things about Loaf. It’s just that my tone is completely different from what it was, and there’s nothing I can do about it.” The main thing that’s different now is the tone of my voice. “Yeah, man, I’m at two and a half, sometimes three and a half. Everyone else, their songs are an octave, an octave and a half, that’s as high as they get.” He snorts, scoffs. Learn something about tone.’ People saying, ‘You can’t sing anymore.’ I mean, OK, I can’t get up to the B’s anymore, but I can still hit the high C’s, and A is a really strong note, too.” He goes on, “In my music, nothing is blues-based.
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“I’m going, ‘Before you make a comment, learn something about music. He also tends to get upset when anyone dares to say that his voice isn’t what it once was, if they cite, for example, the 2016 show in Canada during which he passed out, back pain shooting through him “like a sword,” with him dropping the mic to the ground, after which his voice seemed to warble along on its own, disembodied, suggesting that he’d been lip-syncing.
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“It is a shame that your life has led you down this road.” “Sorry you are so jaded, tired, bored, lacking enthusiasm, surfeited, sated, satiated, glutted, dulled, blunted, deadened, inured, tired, weary, wearied, unmoved, blasé, and apathetic,” he recently wrote, in response to a critic. Or he kibitzes with people on his Facebook page, where if you tick him off, you better watch out, because he can spew with the best of them. Or he starts detailing the particulars of his various surgeries (“Now, the first back surgery was to remove an arachnoid cyst, which looks like an alien in my spinal canal. . . .”). Or he loses himself in an online role-playing game called Gladiator (“It stops my brain from thinking”). It’s a real bummer.Īnyway, with singing and touring out of the question, what he mostly does these days is watch reruns of Blue Bloods and Law & Order. So, it just doesn’t seem right to see him here like this.
MEATLOAF SINGER MOVIE
A born-to-lose Texas redneck who teamed up with a genius-type songwriter-producer named Jim Steinman and beat the odds to become a rock star, a fine bit-part movie actor and a temper-tantrum-thrower of some renown.
MEATLOAF SINGER FULL
You want him to look all fat and sweaty – great masses of hair flopping back and forth, eyeballs bulging right out of their sockets, voice soaring to hammy operatic heights – more or less just as he did back in 1977 with the release of his debut album, Bat Out of Hell (and its two greatest, most bombastic, over-the-top songs, “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” and “Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad”), which went on to sell more than 40 million copies and is now marking its 40th glorious anniversary, despite most rock critics hating it (and this magazine calling it “mannered and derivative,” full of puerile comic-book “pretensions”). And miserable is not how you want Meat Loaf to look. He takes a swig of sparkling water, eases himself back in his chair and looks miserable. “You use everything to sing, and I just cannot do it.” “And because it hurts my back, I haven’t been able to sing in a year,” he says. To get to the easy chair he’s sitting in now, he had to plod along using a real-old-duffer’s walker. His hair is thinning, his hands are unsteady, his back is such a mess he can’t get into bed at night without help from Deborah, his wife of 10 years, much less put on his socks and shoes. As it turns out, in the hill country west of Austin, in a big-ass house in a big-ass gated community, the singer known as Meat Loaf is hanging in there.