I have many great memories of the man. Bat Out of Hell was the soundtrack of my student days.
I recall the time when I was in halls of residence at Newcastle Poly, and get fed up of the guy in the room next door playing Thriller all the time, very loud. One day, having got fed up with it, I put Bat on, turned my JVC ghetto blaster to the wall, cranked it up to 11, and went to the bar with a mate.
While up north, there was a tour, and the most convenient date was Edinburgh Playhouse. I went up there on the train with my then girlfriend, who was also a big fan. We had loads of time before the gig, so being students, went to the pub. Anticipating 'the bell' at 2:30, I got another round in. By 3, no bell??! Ah, this is Scotland, the pubs don't shut in the afternoon (remember those days?). We eventually got out around 6, well bladded. After the gig, it was a race back to the station, as it was touch and go to get the last train back. It was a brilliant gig.
I still play Bat on a regular basis. Overblown? Yes. Pompous? Yes. But still one of the greatest albums ever produced, and always in my top 3, depending what day it is.
It is the only LP I ever wore out and had to replace (although that may have been more to do with the cheap Garrard autochanger and ceramic cartridge).
RIP Meat (and Jim).