On April 30, 2022, Jon Bon Jovi was in Nashville when he had a realisation. Leaving the stage after the final show of Bon Jovi's latest mega-selling U.S. arena tour, an office to which he had long become accustomed, the New Jersey cowboy returned to his dressing room, took stock, and thought: “That’s it. I’m done.”
Increasingly, over recent years Jon had found his voice wasn’t what it had been. Once the golden throat of American radio rock that had helped its owner and his band chalk up more than 130 million record sales, take residence in stadia around the world and become one of the most well-known musicians on the planet, Jon’s vocal cords were now dragging their heels to the point that, “I didn’t want to fuck up our legacy.
“I didn’t want to go out there and perform half-assed. It's just not worth doing at this point,” he says, bluntly. “If I couldn’t be that guy and perform like that anymore, I wasn’t going to do it at all.”
“That guy” is the Jon who first appeared in the 1980s, and who became a stadium God for the next three decades. Even if it took until their 1986 third album Slippery When Wet to turn the band into megastars (selling 14 million copies as fast as they could be pressed, and giving the world universal hits Livin’ On A Prayer, You Give Love A Bad Name and Wanted Dead Or Alive), the singer was notable for his songwriting sharps, a game show host smile, and the ability to perform as if Jesus Christ himself was the opening act and they had to pull something special out of the bag. Not only did Bon Jovi write a load of rock’s greatest songs, they had one of its finest vocalists singing them. When he boasted that he’d ‘Seen a million faces and rocked them all’, even this bravado has, over four decades, come to sell the true figures miles short.
In the spring of 2022, though, Jon wasn’t feeling this. Sensing this may well be the last waltz, he decided that if he was going out, he was going to do so having had a pop at the champ and aimed high. That is, opening each show with an a capella chorus of Livin’ On A Prayer, as he’d done at Wembley Stadium in 1995. Head high, balls out, death or glory.
“That's what took me through those 15 shows, that took audacity, that took big balls,” he says. “You're supposed to warm up to that. But I went and opened with it, out of desire, out of sheer will, thinking, ‘Fuck it, I'll power through it.’”
And just as Jon Bon Jovi was thinking, “That went okay,” his wife, Dorothea, told him, “No, it wasn’t.”
And, so, come the end of the tour, with a calmness of acceptance, Jon said out loud that maybe it was time to hang up his spurs.
“When I walked off that stage in Nashville, I did literally say that I think that’s good for me. All you can do is give everything you’ve got to give. I left the stage feeling completely fulfilled, as though I'd given it my all that night. And I knew it wasn't quite right. But I gave everything I had to give.
“If that was the end, I was good…”