I don’t care what you say, Tom Petty has always been pretty rad. At his best, he’s like Bob Seger meets Bram Tchaikovsky meets Cheap Trick meets the Diodes, a jangly straight-ahead chronicler of teenage chutzpah and beer-soaked splendor. And that voice–it’s like Dylan and Roger McGuinn had a son together! He’s probably my favorite “Americana” rocker of the Live Aid era, and my third favorite Traveling Wilbury.
I’m excited because tonight I’ll be playing this song with my band, at the 3 Clubs.
It was weird, but learning this song was almost exactly like learning a song by the Clash or Wire, but maybe with one or two extra chords thrown in.