WOW! What can we say? Over several days, reporter Simon Hattenstone talked to Tom — who loves to talk — and turned in this almost-5,000-word profile in which he perfectly captured his subject. The writer even got the “songwriter Tom” stuff correct, saying this CD is “the first for which he has a joint writing credit on most of the songs,” rather than the untrue statement that seems to be everywhere that this is the first time Tom’s ever gotten a songwriting credit. And, sadly, the youtube videos of Tom and Tina Turner are “no longer available.” Everything about the interview is terrific, except the photo. But we forgive that because, though a picture may be worth a thousand words, in this instance, the words are so much more valuable. (But The Guardian should get the new photos taken for 24 Hours.)
On song
Tom Jones can’t believe his luck. He’s a belting balladeer rediscovered as cool, he’s a womaniser with a lifelong happy marriage, and then there’s the voice — good enough to tussle with Elvis. As the martinis flow, he tells all to Simon Hattenstone.
The Guardian/October 25, 2008
Tom Jones has two recurring nightmares. In the first, he is wrongfully accused of murder. In the second, he has hidden a body in the attic, the house has just been sold and the body is about to be discovered. He wakes up in a bath of sweat. The nightmares confused him for years. “I haven’t killed anybody. I’ve never wanted to kill anybody. I’ve tried to analyse it, and I think, since I started making hit records, I’ve thought, ‘Jesus Christ, this is the best thing that’s ever happened to me.’ But always you think this is going to fall apart. Something will happen. There is a skeleton in the closet.” He stops. “Which there isn’t. But in my mind I think they’re going to find that out, and that’s going to finish me.”
Jones, now 68, has a lovely way of telling stories, as if every thought has hit him for the first time.
Perhaps there’s another reason for the nightmares. His biggest hit, Green, Green Grass Of Home, was about a man facing execution. Another huge single, Delilah, tells the story of a jealous boyfriend killing his girlfriend. His new album is called 24 Hours and the title track is about another man on death row — though it can just as easily be read as the sombre reflections of an elderly man looking into the abyss. It’s a landmark album for Jones — his most personal, and the first for which he has a joint writing credit on most of the songs.
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