He wrote songs for hundreds of other artists, including “Me and Bobby McGee” for Janis Joplin and “Sunday Morning Coming Down” for Johnny Cash, before a second act in film.
Kris Kristofferson, the singer and songwriter whose literary yet plain-spoken compositions infused country music with rarely heard candor and depth, and who later had a successful second career in movies, died on Saturday at his home on Maui, Hawaii. He was 88.
His death was announced by Ebie McFarland, a spokeswoman, who did not give a cause.
Hundreds of artists have recorded Mr. Kristofferson’s songs — Al Green, the Grateful Dead, Michael Bublé and Gladys Knight and the Pips, to name a few.
Mr. Kristofferson’s breakthrough as a songwriter came with “For the Good Times,” a bittersweet ballad that topped the country chart and reached the Top 40 on the pop chart for Ray Price in 1970. Later that year, his “Sunday Morning Coming Down” became a No. 1 country hit for his friend and mentor Johnny Cash.
Mr. Cash memorably intoned the song’s indelible opening couplet:
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad
So I had one more for dessert.
Expressing more than just the malaise of someone suffering from a hangover, “Sunday Morning Coming Down” gives voice to feelings of spiritual abandonment that border on the absolute. “Nothing short of dying” is the way the chorus describes the desolation that the song’s protagonist is experiencing.
Steeped in a neo-Romantic sensibility that owed as much to John Keats as to the Beat Generation and Bob Dylan, Mr. Kristofferson’s work explored themes of freedom and commitment, alienation and desire, darkness and light.
“Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose/Nothin’ ain’t worth nothin’ but it’s free,” he wrote in “Me and Bobby McGee.” Janis Joplin, with whom Mr. Kristofferson was briefly involved romantically, had a posthumous No. 1 single with her plaintive recording of the song in 1971.
Later that year “Help Me Make It Through the Night” became a No. 1 country and Top 10 pop hit in a heart-stopping performance by Sammi Smith. The composition won Mr. Kristofferson a Grammy Award for Country Song of the Year in 1972.
It was a heady time to be a songwriter in Nashville, where Mr. Kristofferson fell in with a gifted circle of like-minded — and similarly bacchanalian — tunesmiths who were as driven to succeed as he was, Roger Miller and Willie Nelson among them.
“We took it seriously enough to think that our work was important, to think that what we were creating would mean something in the big picture,” Mr. Kristofferson said in an interview with the journal No Depression in 2006.
“Looking back on it, I feel like it was kind of our Paris in the ’20s,” he went on, alluding to the American expatriate writers, like Ernest Hemingway and Gertrude Stein, who lived there at the time. “Real creative and real exciting — and intense.”
Mr. Kristofferson’s raspy, at times pitch-indifferent vocals never gained much traction with commercial radio. One notable exception was the gospel-suffused “Why Me,” a No. 1 country and Top 40 pop hit released on the Monument label in 1973. (Another gospel song of his, “One Day at a Time,” written with Marijohn Wilkin, was a No. 1 country single for the singer Christy Lane in 1980.)
Hollywood Beckoned
Mr. Kristofferson and Rita Coolidge, who were married for much of the ’70s, won Grammy Awards for best country vocal performance by a duo or group with “From the Bottle to the Bottom” (1973) and “Lover Please” (1975). They also appeared in movies together, including Sam Peckinpah’s gritty 1973 western, “Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid,” in which Mr. Kristofferson played the outlaw Billy the Kid. Peckinpah cast Mr. Kristofferson in the film after seeing him perform at the Troubadour in Los Angeles and in “Cisco Pike” (1972), his movie debut.
With rugged good looks that lent themselves to the big screen, Mr. Kristofferson was soon cast by Martin Scorsese as the laconic male lead, alongside Ellen Burstyn, in the critically acclaimed 1974 drama “Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore.” He later starred opposite Barbra Streisand in Frank Pierson’s 1976 remake of “A Star Is Born,” a performance for which he won a Golden Globe Award.
Over four decades Mr. Kristofferson acted in more than 50 movies, including the 1980 box-office failure “Heaven’s Gate” and John Sayles’s Oscar-nominated 1996 neo-western “Lone Star.” Singer-songwriters may not be the likeliest of movie stars, but Mr. Kristofferson consistently revealed an onscreen magnetism and command that made him an exception to the rule. In 2006, he was inducted into the Texas Film Hall of Fame, along with Matthew McConaughey, Cybill Shepherd and JoBeth Williams.
His last major hit as a recording artist was “The Highwayman,” a No. 1 country single in 1985 by the Highwaymen, an outlaw-country supergroup that included his longtime friends Waylon Jennings, Mr. Nelson and Mr. Cash.
Mr. Cash and his wife, June Carter Cash, played a pivotal role in Mr. Kristofferson’s budding career when they invited him to appear with them in 1969 at the Newport Folk Festival in Rhode Island.
He was still a scuffling songwriter at the time, having worked as a janitor at Columbia Studios in Nashville, where he later recalled emptying ashtrays and wastepaper baskets during the sessions for Mr. Dylan’s “Blonde on Blonde” double album, released in 1966. Immobilized by stage fright at Newport that night, Mr. Kristofferson might have forfeited his opportunity had it not been for the encouragement of Ms. Carter Cash, who, as her husband recalled in interviews, all but dragged him onstage with them.
The evening proved propitious, exposing Mr. Kristofferson to a national audience after he received a highly favorable mention in The New York Times the next day.
“If there was one thing that got my performing career started, that was it right there,” Mr. Kristofferson said, reflecting on the experience as quoted in the 2013 book “Outlaw: Waylon, Willie, Kris, and the Renegades of Nashville,” by Michael Streissguth.
Son of a General
Kristoffer Kristofferson was born on June 22, 1936, in Brownsville, Texas, the eldest of three children of Mary Ann (Ashbrook) and Lars Henry Kristofferson. His father, a major general in the Air Force, strongly urged him to pursue a military career.
The family later moved west, and in 1954 Mr. Kristofferson graduated from San Mateo High School in Northern California, where he distinguished himself in both academics and athletics. He was subsequently featured as a promising boxer in Sports Illustrated’s “Faces in the Crowd” series in 1958.
Mr. Kristofferson graduated with honors with a degree in literature from Pomona College in Claremont, Calif., in 1958. He also had prizewinning entries in a collegiate short-story contest sponsored by The Atlantic Monthly magazine before being awarded a Rhodes scholarship to study English literature at Oxford.
Under the pseudonym Kris Carson, he made a fruitless bid to become a pop star while there, working with Tony Hatch, the British impresario known for his success with the singer Petula Clark.
Mr. Kristofferson graduated from Merton College, Oxford, in 1960 and received a commission as a second lieutenant in the U.S. Army. In 1961, he married Frances Beer and was stationed in Germany, where he served as a helicopter pilot.
He attained the rank of captain in 1965 and received an appointment to teach English at West Point. He ultimately declined the position, trading the comforts it might have afforded for the penury of life as a would-be songwriter in Nashville.
If his wife was crestfallen by the move, his parents were scandalized. For a while they disowned him for throwing away everything he had worked so hard to achieve.
“Not many cats I knew bailed out like I did,” Mr. Kristofferson told The New York Times Magazine in 1970, talking about this tumultuous period, during which he and his wife divorced. “When I made the break I didn’t realize how much I was shocking the folks, because I always thought they knew I was going to be a writer. But I think they thought a writer was a guy in tweeds with a pipe. And I quit and didn’t hear from ’em for a while.
“I wouldn’t want to go through it again,” he continued, “but it’s part of what I am.”
Success in Nashville eluded Mr. Kristofferson at first, and not without reason. According to Ms. Wilkin, the first publisher to sign him to a songwriting deal, he had a few things to learn — and unlearn — before he arrived at the distinctive mix of vernacular and sophisticated idioms that became his stock in trade.
“He had been a poet and an English teacher, so his songs were too long and too perfect,” Ms. Wilkin said in a 2003 interview with Nashville Scene. “His grammar was too perfect. He had to learn the way people talk.”
His transformation as a songwriter involved more than merely sprinkling colloquialisms like “ain’t” and “nothin’” into his lyrics. He also cultivated a keen melodic sensibility, a languid expressiveness that bore little resemblance to the straightforward Hank Williams-derived shuffles he was turning out when he first arrived in Nashville.
“I had to get better,” Mr. Kristofferson once told Nashville Scene, reflecting on the lean years before he broke through as a songwriter. “I was spending every second I could hanging out and writing and bouncing off the heads of other writers.”
He also changed publishers, leaving Ms. Wilkin’s Buckhorn Music for Combine Music, owned by the producer Fred Foster, who also had the freewheeling likes of Shel Silverstein and Mickey Newbury under contract.
A Debut in 1970
In 1970, Mr. Foster issued, on his independent label Monument, “Kristofferson,” Mr. Kristofferson’s debut as a recording artist. The album contained versions of several songs that had been hits for other artists, including “Me and Bobby McGee,” for which Mr. Foster was credited as a co-writer. (That song was originally recorded by Roger Miller, who had a Top 20 country hit with it in 1969.)
Mr. Kristofferson released other albums in the 1970s, to mixed reviews, and by the decade’s end his career in movies began to eclipse his reputation as a singer-songwriter.
In the 1980s and ’90s, his music took an activist turn, with lyrics championing social justice and human rights. “What About Me,” a song from his 1986 album, “Repossessed,” spoke out against right-wing military aggression in Central America.
He also became a prominent defender of the singer Sinead O’Connor in 1992 after she caused an uproar by ending a performance on “Saturday Night Live” by tearing up a photo of Pope John Paul II in protest against sexual abuse in the Roman Catholic Church.
“Maybe she’s crazy, maybe she ain’t,” Mr. Kristofferson wrote in response to her critics, “but so was Picasso, and so were the saints.”
Later that year, he tried to comfort her onstage when her appearance in a star-studded concert at Madison Square Garden celebrating Bob Dylan’s 30 years as a recording artist was met by resounding boos.
Bypass surgery in 1999 slowed Mr. Kristofferson down, as did an extended bout with Lyme disease in the decade that followed, but he remained active into his 80s.
Mr. Kristofferson was inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame in 2004. By that time he had already been elected to the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame (in 1977) and the National Academy of Popular Music’s Songwriters Hall of Fame (in 1985). He also received a lifetime achievement honor at the 2014 Grammy Awards.
Mr. Kristofferson is survived by Lisa (Meyers) Kristofferson, his wife of over 40 years; their sons, Jesse, Jody, Johnny and Blake; and a daughter, Kelly Marie; a son, Kris, and daughter, Tracy, from his marriage to Ms. Beer; and a daughter, Casey, from his marriage to Ms. Coolidge; and seven grandchildren.
A man of prodigious gifts and appetites, Mr. Kristofferson struggled early on with what path to pursue among the many that were open to him. In the song “The Pilgrim, Chapter 33,” he seemed to acknowledge as much, depicting a conflicted figure, much like himself, who took “every wrong direction on his lonely way back home.”
Such self-deprecation notwithstanding, he believed that songwriting — certainly a “wrong direction” in the eyes of his family, at least at first — was the means through which he discovered his vocation in life, and by which he achieved celebrity and artistic acclaim.
“I wouldn’t be doing any of it if it weren’t for writing,” Mr. Kristofferson said, looking back on his career, in a 2006 interview with the online magazine Country Standard Time.
“I never would have gotten to make records if I didn’t write. I wouldn’t have gotten to tour without it. And I never would’ve been asked to act in a movie if I hadn’t been known as a writer.”
The occupation listed on his passport was “Writer.”
THE NEW YORK TIMES
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