But a poet he is, a songwriter's songwriter comparable to no one
less than Bob Dylan or Townes Van Zandt. Unlike those two giants,
however, Kristofferson deals not in obtuse, double-edged metaphors,
but in hard truths laid down with the matter-of-fact directness of
Hemingway: "There's something in a Sunday / makes a body feel
alone," ("Sunday Morning Coming Down"); "I ain't saying I beat the
devil, but I drank his beer for nothing. Then I stole his song."
("To Beat the Devil.") Like Dylan and Van Zandt, Kristofferson's
songs have often been best appreciated when delivered by better
singers (Janis Joplin, Johnny Cash), but there's a ragged beauty to
his own plainspoken renditions that somehow spells definitive. For
proof, look no farther than The Austin Sessions, a
collection of Kristofferson's best compositions newly recorded with
an ear toward stark, rugged honesty and maximum character. Come to
think of it, that remarkable face fits the poet just fine.
It's been four years since your last album (A Moment of
Forever). How did The Austin Sessions come
about?
The people that contacted me were from Canada. Fred Mollin was the
producer. They were making a songwriter series for Angel Records.
That deal fell through, but they liked the sessions enough that
they shopped it, and Atlantic picked it up. So it was kind of an
accident. Really, this album more or less just happened. We cut it
in three nights I think while I was getting ready for this film
that I was doing down there [in Texas].
The songs sound much more sparse than the original
versions.
Yeah. When I first did these, they were for the first records I
ever made. I didn't really know what I was doing. That was pretty
much the way they made records in Nashville back then -- lot of
strings, stuff like that. I like it better like this. I kind of
like it stripped down like that. But it isn't just the
arrangements. My own performances were better. I've had thirty
years more experience than the first time.
You've been more active in film than in music during the
Nineties. Are you still writing?
I'll be writing forever, but I don't write as much as I used to. I
had about an album's worth of songs that I was getting ready to do
with Don Was, who I did the last album with, but then I just kind
of ran out of gas. That was when I left the road for about three
years. I just got tired of beating my head against the wall. I had
been out for so long without any support from the record company
that I was barely breaking even on the road. And I've got a bunch
of little kids now, so I hate to be away from home. I used to just
love the road, but it's harder for me to be away now.
Do you remember what were you doing when you wrote "Bobby McGee"?
I was flying helicopters down in the Gulf of Mexico. I had a job
down there for almost two years, where I would work a week in the
Gulf, and then spend a week back in Nashville trying to peddle
songs that I wrote when I was down there. I'd live out on the
platform for a week. No wine, women or song out there, so it was a
good place to write. In fact my publisher, after I went out on the
road for a while and wasn't writing as much, he said, "Maybe you
were better out there in the Gulf!" I said, "Maybe I'd be better in
Alcatraz, as far as writing songs go, but I don't want to go
there."
You spent a short spell teaching English at West Point. Can
you see yourself being content had your life continued in that
direction?
No. I never intended to stay in the army, or to have an academic
life. But for a while, after I was in the army, I was married and I
had a daughter, and I didn't see how I was ever going to make a
living for them if I went out and tried to make it as a writer. But
when I went to Nashville, while I was still in the army -- I was on
leave -- I was so turned on by the life, the excitement of that
whole lifestyle that seemed so free to me. I decided to go back
there and try and make it as a writer. I thought if I couldn't make
it as a songwriter I could at least have some experience that I
could draw on to write about in my fiction, or whatever. So I
committed myself to it heart and soul. It was hard on my family
because it took me about four or five years to break through.
How did your break finally come about?
Johnny Cash liked my stuff. He wasn't recording any of my stuff,
but he carried a song lyric of mine around in his wallet and showed
it to me months after I had given it to him. And then he got this
TV show that was very important down in Nashville; Bob Dylan came
down to do it, and Joni Mitchell, Linda Ronstadt, Buffy Saint
Marie. I hung out at the headquarters and just pitched songs to
everybody. And within about two or three months, I had about four
songs cut. One of them John did on the show -- "Sunday Morning
Coming Down."
Legend has it that you landed a helicopter in his backyard
to give him a tape.
I did that. I went over there in a helicopter. But I had known John
for about a year and a half before that. I was a janitor at
Columbia for about a year and a half, and pitched him every song I
ever wrote through Luther Perkins, his guitar player, and June
Carter. He didn't cut any of them, but he liked them, which was
enough to keep me going.
You mentioned fiction as something you figured you'd fall
back on if you didn't make it as a songwriter. Have you pursued
that much since?
No. I'm thinking of it more now, because I always thought I would
do that when I wasn't moving so fast, when I wasn't on the road as
much, when I got old. All of a sudden I realized, I am old. If I
don't write soon, I'm not gonna. I would like to think that I could
write some fiction before I hang it up. I think about it all the
time. I always thought that's what I would be when I grew up.
What about screenwriting?
I wrote a forty-page treatment of a thing I thought could have been
a film, but I don't know that it ever will. I kind of hate having
to depend on anybody else. For that reason, I'd rather write a
book, do it all myself. A film is such a collaborative thing, I
don't know if I want to do that. I don't want to depend on agents
or managers or anybody anymore.
RICHARD SKANSE
(November 5, 1999)
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