It's been a privilege to watch the arc of John Hiatt's
career. I say arc because I first saw John in concert in 1979, by
then he had 3 albums out, so it was by no means the beginning of his
career. At the time New Wave was in and he had just released Slug Line to
critic's acclaim and the buzz was Hiatt could be the American Elvis
Costello.
I next saw him live in
the mid 80's and to me it looked like the new wave angry schtick had stuck when
he flipped me and my friends off in the front row of the balcony when we didn't
stand up at the end of his warm up set at the Orpheum.
It was apparent that Hiatt was
an immensely talented songwriter yet he seemed frustrated as a performer and
impatient for the success that his abilities deserved. Then in 1987 he
captured songwriter's lightning in a bottle with "Bring the
Family". In what has become an almost mythic tale, Hiatt along with
an all-star roster of Nick Lowe, Ry Cooder and Jim Keltner walked into the
studio and as legend has it recorded one of the great American albums
practically live.
When something is that good you
don't change the formula, but trying to assemble that same group of players,
who all were very busy with their own careers, proved to be just too
difficult. Hiatt had been on the road with the Goners touring for about a
year so they decided to use them as his studio band. There must have been
trepidation as they entered the studio to try and top Hiatt's last effort but
it turned out to be a wise choice. The success of "Bring the Family"
did come with its rewards in the form of signing up one of the biggest names in
the music business, Glyn Johns, to produce the follow-up. Which brings me
to why I and a sold-out house at the Pantages Theater in Minneapolis were
gathered on September 1, 2018, almost 30 years to the day, to see the same band
recreate "Slow Turning" for the finale of the 30th Anniversary tour.
The night started with a solo
acoustic set allowing him to preview a couple of the songs off his soon to
be released Eclipse Sessions cd. I arrived a little late and was seated
as Hiatt played "Master of Disaster". (I was informed later
that the solo set opened with "Perfectly Good Guitar", "Crossing
Muddy Waters and "Lift Up Every Stone".) Hiatt dedicated the
next song to the man who had requested it the night before in Bayfield,
Wisconsin but didn't play it because he couldn't remember the lyrics. As the
audience laughed, he quipped"...Sure we play requests, the following
night" adding "...give me a break I'm 66 years old" before
launching into "Seven Little Indians". I felt bad for the
gentlemen up in Bayfield because Hiatt mesmerized the audience with his story
telling on "Indians", a rich tale full of detail in the tradition of
his fellow Midwesterners John Prine and Dylan.
Next up were a couple from the
soon to be released Eclipse Sessions, "Cry to Me" and "Aces Up
Your Sleeve" which proved Hiatt has not lost his touch for crafting first
class songs. "Cry to Me" is an instant classic that is
destined to be covered like so many of Hiatt's great songs but Hiatt's
performance on the Eclipse Sessions would be hard to top. Highly
recommended.
The solo set closed with a
powerful version of "Cry Love". Hiatt's songwriting skills are
so immense one overlooks what a fine guitar player he is. A thoroughly
satisfying appetizer for the main course that was yet to come.
After a brief intermission
Hiatt retook the stage with the Goners. Despite the passage of 30 years
and a reluctance to practice (something "Slow Turning" producer Glyn
Johns insisted the band do and they have not done since) they were in fine
form. For the most part the arrangements were true to the album.
Hearing "Drive South" and "Trudy and Dave" was like
getting reacquainted with old friends. Things got raucous with Tennessee
Plates as Landreth and Hiatt dueled on guitars. Sonny Landreth improvised with
some interesting sonic sculpting on Icy Blue Heart demonstrating that his
already prodigious guitar abilities have grown as has his guitar collection. (I
counted at least 4 different guitars used by Landreth which kept his guitar
tech hopping all night).
The only criticism I could come
up with occurred during the next number, “Sometime Other Than Now" when
the sound seemed to get away from the sound crew becoming very muddy.
Thankfully whatever was causing the problem was corrected in time for Georgia
Rae which was proceeded by the proud father mentioning not only the song's
namesake, who is a social worker in Nashville, but his other 2 children, Lilly
who is also a musician and his son Robert all of whom are doing well in life.
"Ride Along" featured
more blistering guitar work by Landreth which brought us to the title track, a
crowd favorite. I noticed drummer Kevin Blevins had picked up on Jim Keltner’s
trick of holding maracas in the same hand as his drumstick to produce that
extra layer of percussive sound.
Following "It'll Come to
You" Hiatt traded in his guitar for a keyboard and told a story about how
he listened to WLAC aa 50K watt clear channel station out of Nashville and DJ
Bill "Hossman" Allen. Haitt remembered how on Sundays Allen
would go to the local Baptist church and record the gospel music and play it
over the airways later Sunday night. H said that the next number always
reminded him of Hossman and then performed an exquisite version of "Is
Anybody There?". Things got revved up again for a spirited rendition
of "Paper Thin" before performing the album's closing track, the beautiful
"It Feels Like Rain".
This was not the end of the
show however as the band returned for an encore of 3 songs. The all Louisianan
Goners were showcased in the first encore as Kevin Blevins set the second line
rhythm for Sonny's "Congo Square" which allowed the band to stretch
and show their chops. It was great to see the sheer joy on Hiatt's facer
as he cheered the band on while relegated to a side man's role. You could
tell these guys truly enjoyed playing with one another and you could sense that
they were cherishing the moment as in life things never last.
No John Hiatt show would be complete
without one of his most beautiful compositions, "Have a Little Faith in
Me" which had Hiatt alone, back on keyboards before bringing out the band
one more time for "Memphis in the Meantime". As I rode the light rail home it stopped at the Vikings Stadium where thousands of Taylor Swift fans had just got out of her concert. As the teeny boppers poured into the train I could only shake my head thinking what a shame it was that they did not have the opportunity to see one of America's great songwriters that night.
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