Great Review of “24 Hours:” Of Tom Jones, The Writer Says, “The man’s an artist, dammit.”
Tuesday, December 23rd, 2008If you’re a Tom Jones fan, you must read this! Here is a terrific review of 24 Hours by Tony Sachs from Huffington Post. The last paragraph is so true, so well-worth quoting, as his estimate of Tom Jones’ career is, sadly, so accurate. “Mighty titan” indeed!
He says, “Sadly, though, the words ‘Tom Jones’ and ‘artist’ are rarely mentioned in the same sentence. Tom’s act has long overtaken his artistry in the public consciousness, and a career’s worth of great music has been reduced to a few ’60s pop hits with the visual accompaniment of swiveling hips and airborne women’s underwear. And that’s a shame. Do yourself a service by checking out this mighty titan of pop while he still walks the earth. Pick up a copy of 24 Hours and show Tom Jones the respect he so richly deserves.”
Tom Jones: Still Doing His Thing And Singing His Song
I love Tom Jones, probably more than any heterosexual male has a right to. Sure, I love his overblown ’60s hits, his too-tight pants, his unbuttoned shirts and medallions and the impish grin that’s caused countless panties and hotel room keys to be flung onstage wherever he’s appeared for the last four decades and change.
But what I really love about Tom Jones is his ability, and his willingness, to sing just about any song in any genre. In his ’60s and early ’70s heyday, he’d do everything from Cabaret to Soul Man to Hi Heel Sneakers, often on the same album. In recent years, his repertoire has included Yaz’s Situation, the Stones’ Gimme Shelter, Iggy Pop’s Lust For Life, and Leadbelly’s Black Betty, to name just a few.
And he doesn’t just sing these songs, he beats them to a bloody pulp. You see, Tom Jones’ voice is not a subtle thing. You want delicate crooning, go elsewhere. But when you’re dealing with a set of pipes as powerful as Mr. Jones’, why go for subtlety? He barrels over any song in his path with that huge, colossal instrument of his, using his trademark mixture of soulful fervor, showbizzy schmaltz, sexual bravado and operatic hysteria.
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