HOW I WROTE THE SONG
For John Hiatt, words follow
Written decades apart, the two numbers are about the songwriter's romance with his wife -- in the early years and after 22 years of marriage.
LIFELIKE: Hiatt says Thing Called Love was inspired by his wife-to-be. (Liz O. Baylen / Los Angeles Times)
FOR THE RECORD:
John Hiatt: An interview with singer-songwriter John Hiatt in Sunday's Arts & Music section described him as an Illinois native. Hiatt is from Indiana. —
The Illinois native, who will receive a lifetime achievement award for songwriting this week at the Americana Music Assn. conference in Nashville, recently explained how he wrote that song, probably his best known, and "What Love Can Do" from his latest CD, "Same Old Man."
"These two were kind of good contrasts because they are both ends of a long relationship that inspired both songs," Hiatt, 56, said. "One is from the beginning, the other one comes after 22 years of marriage. They had different inspirations, but they're about the same person and the same relationship."
Indeed, emotionally rich songs about the upside of relationships have become a hallmark of Hiatt's body of work, which he discussed over lunch on a return visit to L.A., where he lived and worked in the early 1980s.
"It's not my long suit -- relationships," he said. "But the creative tension, I guess, gives me endless amounts of material to work with. It just so happened in my life at one point that I met my wife and we fell in love and we've been together for 22 years. That's informed my writing in a huge way for the last 20 to 22 years."
"Before that," he says, "I wrote about relationships that weren't working so well."
How does a song typically begin -- with an idea you want to explore, with an evocative catchphrase or with a melody or chord progression?
I almost always start off with the music. . . . I'll be honest with you, lyrics really come out of necessity: You don't want to sing something silly. Really it just starts there. For me the lyrics are actually formed by the music . . . that's why I hate to have the lyrics separated from the song. I'm a little uncomfortable with that, because it's not really poetry per se. At least my lyrics aren't. They don't stand up by themselves. The lyrics are so involved in the chord structure and the melody and the sound of the words. So when I'm writing the melody and the music, nine times out of 10, I start singing nonsense sounds, and out of that comes a lyric direction. . . . Then I don't know what happens, an emotional thing gets in there. I hook up with some muse or whatever, and a story of some kind, some kind of narrative, starts to emerge. That's when you kind of feel like you're getting into the spaceship and taking a little trip somewhere, through a tale that I don't even know the ending of. That's exciting.
"Thing Called Love" opens with an instantly recognizable five-note guitar riff. [Watch Hiatt perform the song live here.] Is that the first thing that came to you?
No, it was that rhythm. I had that sort of loopy rhythm that's in betweeny. I had that rhythm and that weird chord structure: It was down in an F-sharp thing, lifted up to the A, down to the E then back to the F-sharp major, then lifted up into key of D for the chorus. It's the typical three chords in chorus -- D-G-A-D; kinda like two songs in a way. In the verse, it has almost an ominous feeling, as if you're going somewhere you've never been.
The lyrics came out of the actual sound of the music. Of course, I was falling in love with my wife at the time. I had the fire in my belly, romantically I was just head over heels, but I was scared, which you can hear in the lyrics obviously. I'm hedging my bets at every turn, talking tough: "You ain't no Queen of Sheba . . . we're not amoebas," so don't try and make me one. Don't try to make me a dull husband, little Missy! I'm not going there; I'm a rough and tough musician. . . . It has that kind of attitude in the verse. In the chorus, it's sweetness and light, but I'm still trying to maintain my control over the situation.
And how did the lyric develop?
I think that first verse just kind of popped out.
Don't have to humble yourself to me
I ain't your judge or your king
Baby, you know you ain't no Queen of Sheba
We may not have our own dignity, no