Pat Benatar is ecstatic. Her debut album, In The Heat Of The Night, is number thirty-four with a bullet on the Billboard charts, and all available copies of the record have sold out at the local Tower Records branch in anticipation of her Montezuma Hall concert tonight. The show, also sold out, is the final date of a grueling four-month tour that commenced last October.
With the tours end just a few hours away, and Benatars single, Heartbreaker, garnering massive airplay and boosting her album even higher on the charts, it seems an opportune time to reflect on her recent success and the rigors of headlining a national tour.
Looking none the worse for wear and tear, Benatar appears surprisingly bright and chipper when we meet in her Embarcadero hotel room overlooking the Star Of India. Dressed in black designer jeans and a stylish turquoise and black boat-neck sweater, she more resembles a vivacious college coed than the sultry, Danskin-clad siren pictured on the cover of In The Heat Of The Night.
Produced by platinum-fingered Mike Chapman (the Knack, Blondie, Suzi Quatro), In The Heat Of The Night is a promising, if somewhat uneven, release. The album showcases Benatars soaring vocals over a backdrop of catchy power pop and ersatz heavy metal, and although her name is not exactly a household word, Benatar has managed to attain an unusually positive response for a new performer.
It all seems a far cry from New York, where Benatar was born and groomed for a career in opera by her mother. Possessing a smooth, strong soprano voice with a three-octave range, Benatar was well suited for opera and, had it not been for a dare from a friend who challenged her to try rock, she might to this day be performing cantatas from Carmen and assorted Wagnerian arias.
Sitting across from Benatar in her hotel room, I find myself pondering her conversion from opera to rock, and imagine her singing coach leaping off the Brooklyn Bridge, a broken man, following his prize students defection to the vile, dreaded world of rock n roll. Behind us, a television flickers silently, its picture tube catching and reflecting the gray and blue hues of the bay below. Suddenly, a booming male voice rings out across the room.
Youve got great television stations here! exclaims Benatars band leader and boyfriend, Neal Geraldo. A gregarious, sincere person with a fop of wavy brown hair, Geraldo promptly launches into a philosophical discourse concerning the moral values and social significance of Leave It To Beaver. Benatar smiles, then hugs Geraldo, who departs for a conversation with their manager in an adjoining room.
With her crystal clear operatic voice, Benatar is clearly somewhat of an anomaly in rock music, and even at its gutsiest as on the hit single, Heartbreaker her singing maintains an unusual degree of clarity. Was it difficult, I pose, switching over to rock after her operatic training?
Yeah, operas a real elitist thing to do, replies Benatar, settling her five-foot frame on the edge of her bed, which is why I didnt want to do it. I was always a maniac in my personal life and then I would have to be this other kind of thing when I performed.
She perches forward, then continues. Opera was very stifling; it was too regimented. It was like balletyou had to sleep, you couldnt stay up all night and drink, you couldnt have any fun! You had to watch your throat constantly, which I still have to watch anyway, but nothing like before. Rock is a much more rigorous thing, and it fits in better with my lifestyle.
her voice to adapt to the rigors of rock was no easy matter, as Benatar candidly admits. It was fucking hard! she says,
laughing. It took a good two years to change it every night constantly
singing and listening to find out how I could scratch up my voice, rough it up, and still
not rip my throat out. In fact,
she relates, having a classically trained voice actually proved to be a hindrance. Oh yeah, confides Benatar, a grin
spreading across her face, it was a great hindrance. The technique can be applied
the same way; its just that the final outcome of the technique has really got to be
changed. It was really hard. There were a lot of nights when I went home crying, with a
ripped-out throat, trying to get the sound I wanted. It took a long time. It was hard to
learn not to enunciate, and it was an embarrassing time when you failed a lot, but I was
Getting her voice to adapt to the rigors of rock was no easy matter, as Benatar candidly admits. It was fucking hard! she says, laughing. It took a good two years to change it every night constantly singing and listening to find out how I could scratch up my voice, rough it up, and still not rip my throat out. In fact, she relates, having a classically trained voice actually proved to be a hindrance. Oh yeah, confides Benatar, a grin spreading across her face, it was a great hindrance. The technique can be applied the same way; its just that the final outcome of the technique has really got to be changed. It was really hard. There were a lot of nights when I went home crying, with a ripped-out throat, trying to get the sound I wanted. It took a long time. It was hard to learn not to enunciate, and it was an embarrassing time when you failed a lot, but I was really determined.
Benatars determination and perseverance paid off, but when I venture that her success occurred rather quickly, she tosses her head back and laughs. Are you kidding? she exclaims. It was an eight-year overnight success. I came to New York in 1975 (following an unsuccessful marriage which found her living in Virginia), which is when I really started singing professionally, but before that I did lounge bands, I did Holiday Inns, I did singing waitress jobs it was awful!
Following her discovery at a New York City talent showcase called Catch A Rising Star, Benatar signed with Chrysalis Records, which in turn led to studio wizard Mike Chapmans agreement to produce her, a chore he shared with fellow producer Peter Coleman. Chapman paired Benatar with Neal Geraldo, and under the former Rick Derringer Group members guidance, a solid four-piece group was formed to record Benatars debut album, In The Heat Of The Night. The band featuring Geraldo on lead guitar and keyboards, Roger Capps on bass, drummer Glen Alexander Hamilton, and a man with the illustrious name of Scott St. Clair Sheets on second guitar is a solid, kinetic unit, sparked by Geraldos searing guitar and a no-nonsense rhythm section. What the group lacks in eclecticism is compensated for by its primal drive and spunk.
What prevents In The Heat Of The Night from being a total artistic success is the material, which tends to veer too much toward insubstantial fluff, and Chapmans production. Although his streamlined production is reasonably engaging, Chapmans emphasis on attaining a slick, overly polished new wave sound sometimes does Benatar more harm than good.
Still, Chapman is in vogue at the moment, and the appearance of his name is a bonus on any album, however objectionable his work may be to those ears not weaned on Top Forty pap. Benatar speaks of him in glowing terms, although she doesnt hesitate to describe him as a Nazi. You get Chapmanized, she says candidly, but thats why you pick him you want to get Chapmanized. Hes great, and working with him on the first album was fun. Hes so good at it; you feel real comfortable. I wouldnt have wanted to work with anybody else my first time.
While Chapmans former clients, like the Sweet, have attacked him as a ruthless dictator unwilling to let the artist have a say, Benatar bristles at such notions. Chapmans real good, states Benatar unequivocally. He knows what he wants, but hes pretty good about letting all of us contribute our own parts. He guides you if youre getting astray, then he comes and puts you back where you belong. He pretty much lets you do what you want, as long as its right.
Sparked by the success of its single, Heartbreaker, In The Heat Of The Nights popularity took many people by surprise, Benatar included. I actually dont know what happened, she admits, giggling and tucking her legs under her. When we did the record, everyone said not to expect too much because the industry was in a lull. Its real hard to say what it is about yourself that does it, because youre not that aware of what it is you do.
Yet, while shes reticent to admit it, at least some of Benatars appeal stems from her visual image as a sensual vamp, and the record company hype sheet that accompanies her album goes to considerable extremes to reinforce that image. Replete with such embarrassing quotes as Most female singers say, If you love me and then hurt me, Ill die, but I say, If you love me and hurt me, Ill kick your ass, Benatars biography seems to be at odds with her five-foot-tall, ninety-five-pound physique, reinforcing the assertion that, in the male dominated world of rock n roll, females are often judged by appearance rather than the substance of their talent.
There are even those who doggedly insist that Linda Ronstadts mammoth popularity came about only after her album covers started featuring cheesecake photos of Ronstadt, sans brassiere. However debatable such statements may be, sexism is a prevailing factor in contemporary music, and those female singers unwilling to display some cleavage or shake their booty Bonnie Raitt and Tracy Nelson come readily to mind have been unable to attain more than a cult following, however devoted.
Yet, encountering Benatar face to face, I see no trace of a woman flaunting her sexual ware in lieu of any musical ability. Indeed, her appearance is tastefully modest, and her manner so unpretentious, that its difficult for me to reconcile her with the image foisted by her record company. Puzzled by this seeming disparity, I ask if the image of herself that she would like to project clashes at all with that of her record company.
Image is a hard thing, because they always want to put up the sexual thing, she answers, shifting her position on the bed and pausing for thought. Its like the natural thing they want to do, and its O.K., she insists, her voice rising somewhat defensively. The clothes I wear at night (for concerts), Im sure, dont help portray the image any other way, but thats not the main thing. Sometimes I would like them to forget that Im female, and just leave it as a singer, period. But I know that cant happen, I know that it wont happen, and thats O.K. The only thing I can do to keep it from getting out of hand is not to stress it myself. My record company, Chrysalis, is really good about that kind of thing; theyre not trying to do with me what they did with Debbie Harry of Blondie. We want different things. Debbie wants to be that kind of sexual thing.
ask if its correct to assume that she wants to be judged by her music. Yeah, I think its a natural
thing, she responds. I grew up skinny, flat-chested, with big teeth you
know, all the things youre not supposed to be, and all of a sudden they propel you
into something, and that other person is like a fantasy of mine, to be her.
I ask if its correct to assume that she wants to be judged by her music. Yeah, I think its a natural thing, she responds. I grew up skinny, flat-chested, with big teeth you know, all the things youre not supposed to be, and all of a sudden they propel you into something, and that other person is like a fantasy of mine, to be her.
As she readily admits, Benatars stage outfit black tights and hot pants do little to counter her image. Nor does her appearance in Creem magazine as this months Creem Dream. Rock is, after all, a highly visual medium. Unfortunately, far too many times, visual flash is featured to compensate for a lack of musical ability. Benatar, ironically, has the capability of succeeding on musical terms, and its perplexing that she adheres, however grudgingly, to the image depicted by her record company.
real important to me not to be an asshole offstage, she states flatly. You
meet a lot of people in rock who live it like twenty-four
hours a day, and I guess thats O.K., but not for me. Im real family oriented
I was a cheerleader, I was a real straight kid, so its hard for me to be that
(sexual image) when Im offstage. I dont want to come out being a tough girl,
although semi-tough is O.K.; I dont want that sexual thing to be blown out of
Its real important to me not to be an asshole offstage, she states flatly. You meet a lot of people in rock who live it like twenty-four hours a day, and I guess thats O.K., but not for me. Im real family oriented I was a cheerleader, I was a real straight kid, so its hard for me to be that (sexual image) when Im offstage. I dont want to come out being a tough girl, although semi-tough is O.K.; I dont want that sexual thing to be blown out of proportion.
Still, Benatar does foster her image, at least to a degree. Her interaction with her band, though, is overtly democratic. We divide it up, relates Benatar, who has now edged to the foot of the bed. I give Neal the title of band leader, she continues, but we all work as a unit. Its a great thing. Its another thing they said couldnt be done, that they wouldnt enjoy working under a female, but thats not how it is. Its a band situation, I just front it. When we play, were all up-front together; its not like a singer with the band back there. Its what! had hoped it would be. I dont ride in a limousine, and they dont ride in taxis. We all go or nobody goes. Its a job and we have fun.
Likewise, songwriting chores are divided up evenly, and Benatar reveals that her songwriting inspiration can stem from just about anything. I have one song on the next album, she explains, thatll be called Hell Is For Children. I had no reason to write that song; it was from an article on child abuse.
As for the cover material Benatar selects, she stresses that a songs words are very important to her. I usually pick songs for the lyrical content, relates Benatar. I really like to sing words. I cant sing a song with stupid lyrics.
like to sing aggressive songs, she says, explaining the paucity of ballads on In The Heat Of The Night. Even if
theyre soft, I like them to be biting, not hard, but just say something. To me to
sing a worthless lyric is like jerking the public off and jerking myself off. I dont
get off on singing stupid lyrics. When I sing, its real dramatic, thats
whats leftover from my days in opera, so unless it puts something forward
emotionally for me, its worthless to sing.
I like to sing aggressive songs, she says, explaining the paucity of ballads on In The Heat Of The Night. Even if theyre soft, I like them to be biting, not hard, but just say something. To me to sing a worthless lyric is like jerking the public off and jerking myself off. I dont get off on singing stupid lyrics. When I sing, its real dramatic, thats whats leftover from my days in opera, so unless it puts something forward emotionally for me, its worthless to sing.
The interview drawing to a close, band leader Geraldo re-enters the room and sits down next to Benatar on the bed. He stares out the window, mesmerized by the calm bay.
Benatar is asked how her mother reacted to her becoming a rock singer after all those years of training her for a career in opera. When I first made the transition, she was a little freaked out, Benatar admits, but she likes it now; she comes to the concerts and she really likes it. Shes the kind of mother who, as long as you dont kill somebody, is behind you all the way in whatever you do. -
The subject of her mother clearly appeals to Benatar, and she quickly warms to the topic. She can really tell that I like rock much better, Benatar says of her mother, and shes really behind it. My father, too. He comes. He holds his ears, but he still comes to the shows. She laughs. He doesnt understand why it has to be so loud. (Benatars concert at San Diego State University is reported to be one of the loudest in recent memory, the loudest, in fact, since English new wave group Eddie and The Hot Rods blew out the Backdoors sound system two years ago.)
Our attention is diverted by Geraldo, who draws us to the window. There he points to the stem of the Star Of India, and at an elusive duck, which no one other than Geraldo is able to see. Rising to leave the room, I ask Benatar one final question. Now that the four-month tour to promote her album is just about over, what does she plan to do tomorrow?
Were going to get up, eat breakfast, and play basketball! she whoops, her face lighting up like a little girls in a candy store. Were going to have big fun. I cant wait.