In that time, Petty has been many things: a new wave king; long-haired, 12-string-toting, Byrdsian folk rocker, and, as a member of the Traveling Wilburys, a de facto member of rock’s legends club.
In America he’s still a huge name but we’ve never quite known what to make of him in Britain and enjoyable though it is, Hypnotic Eye is unlikely to change things.
He’s more of a wizened old bluesman these days, but not one who’s lacking in passion. Forgotten Man is full of middle aged vim and vigour, Sins of My Youth shows his tender side in a darkly lovely ballad and if it’s a powerful album of bluesy rock you’re after, you could do a whole lot worse.
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By Andrew Greenhalgh