Tom Petty's women were more like bolts of lightning that he was trying to grab onto, ever the unsure-yet-sincere paramour. His wry insecurity never gave you the impression that any of these women were His. The women in Tom's songs have agency, control, and independence. Even when he was old and beardy I could forget that he looked like Farmer Gandalf. The way he sang about women, about love, was where his real power lay. His look was the lure but the songs were the bait. Ī blogger named Sharon wrote something amazing that I had never really thought about, though. And when he died in October 2017, shocking pretty much everyone, I wrote about what a fucking great songwriter he was. I bought his last album, the garage-rockin’ Hypnotic Eye, too. I reviewed the show for the Village Voice what shocked me the most was that mid-set, they played five songs in a row from the new album, and I didn’t see anybody leave their seat. It could have been one long concert.Īfter that, I bought his next album, the jammy, bluesy Mojo, and saw him at Madison Square Garden on that tour. What was amazing about that set was how cohesive it was, even though it was culled from shows ranging from 1980 to 2006. How could I pass that up? So I bought it, and when I listened to it, it took the top of my head off.
But one day in 2009, I was at Target and I saw The Live Anthology sitting on the shelf. I knew most of his big songs from the radio, and I grabbed Full Moon Fever when I had a 12-CDs-for-a-penny record club subscription, but I wouldn’t call him one of my favorite artists or anything. I was basically a Greatest Hits -level fan of Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers until 2009.
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