I had four back surgeries... the pain was excruciating
FOR the notoriously bombastic Meat Loaf, it’s been an extremely draining couple of years. In 2017, he was shooting a pilot with Vincent D’Onofrio when a pain began developing in his back, and it quickly became so limiting that the director had to re-arrange scenes around him.
“I had four back surgeries,” the Texas-born singer recalls. “There was a loose screw in my first surgery and they tried to fix it by putting things called ‘baskets’ underneath my spine, but they fell out within a month, leaving me in excruciating pain. I don’t remember being alive – I don’t even know the pain I was in.”
After two long years of physical therapy, Meat is still heavily inhibited – “if I move around it’s not pleasant” – but has now returned to public life as the face of Frankie & Benny’s new vegan menu. The perfect punchline for a punny PR person, Meat resisted calls to rebrand as ‘Veg Loaf’, but shot an advert that marks his first role since going under the knife.
He’s not vegan himself, but he was 11 years a veggie after a distressing incident in a local restaurant.
“The guy we were with said, ‘I’ve had rabbit here before and it’s really good’,” he explains. “So we ordered rabbit and they brought out a rabbit with its head on – no ears but a head. I thought, ‘I don’t think so’.” Did he find it hard staying away from meat? “Not after seeing that rabbit.”
There are two obvious questions to ask Meat Loaf, and, since he must be sick of explaining what he wouldn’t do for love, I query the origin of his name.
“OK,” he says with purpose. “If I’d come up with that as a stage name, I should have been committed. I didn’t tell the story initially because I did a lot of theatre in New York. I did a horrible Broadway [show] called Rockabye Hamlet and understudied for John Belushi, but by late ‘75, I stopped and concentrated on Bat Out Of Hell.
“Everyone hated it at first. Rolling Stone reviewed it and gave it no stars, and if Rolling Stone said anything in 1977 the entire world went along with it, but eventually the reviews started coming round...” Several minutes later, I’m no closer to the origins of his name. A born performer with lifelong social anxiety, Meat Loaf’s oeuvre has spanned stage, studio and screen, and there’s a whole generation that might know him as much for his role in 1999’s Fight Club as for his arena-rocking sound.
Bat Out Of Hell ranks among the bestselling albums of all time (anywhere from 3rd to 33rd, depending on who you ask), but though Meat’s musical legacy is enormous, it’s hard to pin down. The man himself doesn’t bother trying:
“What you’ve done in the past doesn’t make any difference,” he says, “what’s important is what you do next. You see all these actors going, ‘Look what I’ve done’, and you think, ‘Yeah, back off dude.’”
It’s a mantra Meat has lived by, and he rarely stopped moving long enough to enjoy his fame. “I’ve worked my entire life,” he says, “so I didn’t have time for friends, except for people I worked with.”
For someone so consumed by frenetic activity, you might have thought the bad reviews would have upset the young Meat, but he never doubted that Bat Out Of Hell was destined for the charts. “It was because of what happened when we played the live shows,” he says. “We did the songs at small supper clubs in New York, with 250 people in the house, and the record guys assumed we knew all of them.”
He’s the first to admit he changes the subject a lot, and after a pause, he remembers he was telling me how he got his name.
“Nobody ever asked me about it when I was doing theatre,” he continues. “I did As You Like It, and I said to the producer that maybe we shouldn’t use it. But in the cast list, there I was: Amiens – Meat Loaf. Then I started doing film, and the first role I was going to do was Billy Bibbit in One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest, but they had a writers’ strike so I went to do the Rocky Horror Picture Show over in the UK...”
I still don’t know where he got his name...
Constantly darting between different branches of showbiz, Meat recalls one stretch when he was home for just 12 weeks in two years. Anyone that’s seen Meat live knows the superhuman effort he puts into performing – and he paid an emotional and physical price for his life lived on the road.
He recalls taking medication to manage his stage fright – “I was scared to death every night” – and collapsing with exhaustion afterwards.
“I worked so hard that when I came off stage, it was like running full speed into a brick wall. “Watching the videos now makes me wince,” he concedes. “I bent over so much while touring, I think that’s what happened to my back.”
As our time ticks down, Meat remembers one last time that he was going to tell me about his name. “I got the name when I was four days old,” he says, “because I was born bright red... My father said, ‘I want you to put Meat on the front of that crib.’ The ‘loaf ’ came about in the eighth grade. I stepped on a football coach’s foot, and he screamed: ‘Get off my foot you hunk of meat loaf.’”