It’s not unusual for male singing stars of the ‘60s to make comebacks here in the 21st century. Just think of the critical successes by men like Glen Campbell, Neil Diamond, and Johnny Cash. What’s most amazing about 68-year-old Tom Jones’ recent album, his first new American release in 15 years, is how similar it sounds to his classic records of the past.
dopting the au courant position for today's crooner of a certain vintage and 'doing a Johnny Cash', Tom Jones bares his inner songwriter to Lily Allen producers Future Cut. Reflections on love, life and 'the wife' abound as horns parp Ronson-ly. But only Sixties cover 'I'm Alive' soars..
What's that sound, rising from the deep like the devil's colon gargling into life? Why, it's Tom Jones. "I'm aliiiive," he roars as his 28th album begins, and this time, for the first time, he has helped to write and choose the songs, too. They include brassy belters of the style that Mark Ronson has brought back into fashion, ugly stabs at funk and a cover of Bruce Springsteen's boxing classic, The Hitter, that is more Joe the Plumber than Joe Calzaghe.