Upon hearing the latest studio creation from Tom Jones, my initial guess was that the title referred to the time it took him to record his over-the-top vocals in this hamfisted bid to appear relevant.
He attacks the opening cover of I'm Alive with ragged shouts that seem more incredulous than demonstrative, as if he can't believe he's still around either. You'd think it would've been prudent to leave the compositional stuff to songwriters who know what they're doing, but the pathetic Sugar Daddy provided by Messrs Bono and The Edge - which could be a joke if either of them had a sense of humour - makes you wonder if U2 would be better off letting Jones write their next album. Bruce Springsteen's The Hitter becomes a maudlin melodrama worthy of William Shatner. It turns out that 24 Hours is what it takes to forget the whole thing.
Top Track: Sugar Daddy