Bat Out of Hell
May 11, 2021
May 11, 2021
Bat Out of Hell. Readers will know I went to school at six months. An Institution that only years later started to resemble a care home. At 13 a staff member had the audacity to suggest we deliver a show to the music of the iconic Meatloaf album.
It was a watershed moment. It was edgy, sexual, and very different. How the staff member made it happen I don’t know. I remember a trip for a fish and chips treat and no-one wanting to get off the minibus as we were too busy singing the songs and learning the lyrics.
I was asked to mime ‘Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad’, a ballad that has stood the test of time and for which I could do on tap today. I won’t!
Three of my classmates had life limiting Muscular Dystrophy. The defiance of them belting out ‘Heaven Can Wait’. It did wait but only another two years and all three had passed away before we left school.
Not a sad post. Quite the opposite. We were a Band of Brothers and we know from the movies some don’t come home but forever etch an indelible mark on those left behind.
Jim Steinman, who wrote Bat Out of Hell, died recently from a long term health condition. Part of our Band of Brothers although we never met.