SXSW 2018: The moving ‘If I Leave Here Tomorrow’ chronicles Lynyrd Skynyrd
“Musicians are a rare breed — once it gets in their blood, they have to go after it” — Judy Van Zant, widow of Ronnie Van Zant
Are you in the market for an incredibly well made, super professional, smartly-edited, fully licensed and extremely unlikely to be controversial documentary about an interesting musician or group?
Then, brother, Stephen Kijack is your man.
Starting with his outstanding “Scott Walker: 30 Century Man” (2006), Kijack has made excellent docs on the Backstreet Boys, Jaco Pastorius, the Rolling Stones and X Japan. He works his slick magic again with the moving “If I Leave Here Tomorrow,” bankrolled by CMT and likely airing on the network later this year.
Rising out of a Jacksonville, Fla., garage band called One Percent, Skynyrd took their name from both the name “Leonard Skinner” from “Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah” and the high school coach who happened to have the same name.
The band honed its chops the old-fashioned way, rehearsing and writing morning, noon and night at “Hell House,” a cabin in the middle of nowhere where the band could work out music. It was also close enough to water than Ronnie could go fishing while writing lyrics in his head, Biggie Smalls-style. These were the salad days — as one member puts it, “Hell House was the reward.”
(Al Kooper, who helmed the first two albums, was floored by the band’s air-tight prowess on even the guitar solos. Those records cut like butter, while the rest of their output was sometimes marred by writing-in-the-studio and, um, lifestyle choices.)
Kijak talks to folks who are around and gets tremendous archival footage (and stunning bell bottoms) of those who are not. There’s guitarist Gary Rossington and Ronnie’s brother Johnny Van Zant, who lets us see the Jacksonville neighborhood where the band was born.
There’s the fascinating Artimus Pyle, the “left wing liberal hippie” who replaced original drummer Bob Burns (who all but had a nervous breakdown do to, well, the hazards of being in Skynyrd).
“I think they felt (the band was) supposed to smoke every cigarette and drink everything provided and eat whatever they wanted and throw the rest against the wall,’ Pyle says. “That was our road manager’s duty – to carry a briefcase with probably $250,000 in cash’ to bail people out of jail and placate hotel owners.”
There’s Ed King, the California kid who hailed from the Strawberry Alarm Clock, co-wrote “Sweet Home Alabama,” and filled out the three guitar lineup until he bounced in ’75 after Van Zant’s temper got to be a bit much.
Kijack also cuts between band history and an inevitable look at the October 1977 plane crash that killed Ronnie Van Zant, King’s replacement Steve Gaines and Steve’s sister Cassie (as well as assistant road manager Dean Kilpatrick, pilot Walter McCreary and co-pilot William Gray), effectively ending the band for a decade. Surviving members recount the horror of crashing the middle of nowhere in the farmland of Gillsburg, Mississippi (“like hearing 10,000 baseball bats on the side of the fuselage” as the started to hit the trees).
“The one thing I want the world to know about my band is how bravely my band met their death,” Pyle says. in the documentary. “Everyone knew it was gonna end badly. There was no panic, no chaos; everybody was in prayer, in deep thought.”
The doc plays again 1:45 p.m. March 17 at Alamo Ritz 1.