Sir Tom’s appearance on Idol generated too many articles to count. It was a good thing. My favorite is the one just below. Love the comparison to Springsteen. (Although, if you go to the actual article link and scroll down, there are some interesting comments.) As for the “orange” tan thing — ENOUGH!!! I’ve seen Tom Jones on many stages, in many levels of light and seen him offstage, too. He’s got a deep tan that would be rare in a Welshman but not in anyone who lives in a climate like Los Angeles. He likes the sun, he likes to sit. Leave the man alone!
Under the last article I took the liberty of posting video of my other favorite moment from the show. It’s Jack Black and Casey Abrams (who, I believe should have won, as he can sing, play several instruments and has a personality) singing from the Queen songbook. Great fun.
Appreciations
Tom Jones Appears On American Idol Finale To Zero Fanfare. We Call BS.
By Rae Alexandra, Fri., May 27 2011 at 1:00 PM, SFGate.com

Last Wednesday, the masochists amongst you may have caught the American Idol grand finale, during which baby-face baritone Scotty McCreery was crowned champion. The build-up to the announcement was nothing short of epic, featuring, as it did, performances from Lady Gaga (who’s on the show so much at this point, we fear she’ll take over from Ryan Seacrest soon), Beyoncé, TLC (we miss Lisa Lopes so much right now), Marc Anthony (who was upstaged by his half-naked, shimmying wife), Bono and The Edge, Steven Tyler and — buried amongst all the excitement and fanfare, hanging out in the middle — was Sir Tom Jones.
He slipped on and slipped off, as low key as a bright orange man can be, after having to stomach listening to the male contestants do a medley of his best known hits. It was a little odd to see Tom jammed in the middle of it all, but Lordy, we wish he’d been given a bit more fanfare. Because — just take our word for it — Tom Jones is awesome.
We’re not even being ironic. Though if saying you’re being ironic gets you to admit that you like Tom Jones publicly, then we’ll encourage it. For Tom is a god amongst men, a champion of the people and, hell, he’s sold 100 million records and that should count for something, right?
Across America, Tom’s image isn’t what it should be. He’s just that Vegas guy who likes gold necklaces and swiveling his hips and women who throw their underwear at him. Elvis was a big fan of his and the two were great friends. The truth is though, he’s a blue-collar Welshman who grew up in dire poverty and fought his way out of his tiny hometown of Pontypridd in the South Wales valleys, using only the power of his voice, his hips and a lot of tenacity.
To put it in perspective for you, he is to Wales what Bruce Springsteen is to New Jersey: a man of the people who did incredibly well but who never lost touch with his roots. “The Green Green Grass Of Home”, in fact, is the unofficial second national anthem in his home country. He’s a British national treasure (hence the knighthood), a grand example of how far you can go in life (and the world) if you push hard enough and a one-man tale of working class triumph.
Aside from anything else, Tom Jones’ songs are amazing. That’s why It’s Not Unusual is always playing at AT&T park and that’s why it’s impossible to hear Delilah, What’s New Pussycat? or any number of his other biggest hits, after a few cocktails, and not feel an overwhelming sense of joy and frivolity.
Tom celebrated turning 70 last year and to mark the occasion released an album of critically-acclaimed gospel music, titled Praise And Blame. Comparisons were drawn to Johnny Cash’s American series, since Jones too, is clearly feeling and exploring his own mortality these days.
So, let’s hear it for Tom. Yes, his skin is the same color as that of an Oompa Loompa, yes he still thrusts a lot for a man of his age, but by God, the world would be a duller place without him. Next time he’s on our television screens, we want fireworks and dancing girls, dammit.
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