Jimmy Barnes — My Criminal Records (31 May, 2019) Pamela MÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃéndez ÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃÃâ Time (22 Feb 2019)•⊆⊇•    Jimmy Barnes epitomised Australian masculinity. Now he’s redefining it.
•⊆⊇•     Toto je sbírka písní, které bych rád viděl naživo, od začátku do konce. A nepochybuji o tom, že každá skladba bude davovým potěšením. Album představuje Jimmyho živou kapelu, která byla velkolepá na letošním Red Hot Summer Tour v WA’s Sandalford Winery v lednu a skládá se z: Daniel Wayne Spencer a Davey Lane — kytary, zeť Benjamin Rodgers — basa, Clayton Doley — klávesy, syn Jackie Barnes a Warren Trout — bicí a perkuse.
Location: Australia
Genre: Rock, Classic Rock, Blues Rock
Album release: 31 May, 2019
Record Label: Bloodlines
01. My Criminal Record (Jimmy Barnes, Don Walker)
02. Shutting Down Our Town (Troy Cassar~Daley)
02. I’m in a Bad Mood (Barnes, Walker)
03. Stolen Car (The Road’s on Fire, Pt. 1) (Barnes, Walker)
04. My Demon (God Help Me) (Barnes, Cassar~Daley, Ben Rodgers)
05. Working Class Hero (John Lennon)
06. Belvedere and Cigarettes (Harley Webster, Jade MacRae, Rodgers)
07. I Won’t Let You Down (Chris Cheney)
08. Stargazer (Barnes, Walker)
09. Money and Class (Barnes, Walker, Rodgers)
10. Stolen Car (The Road’s on Fire, Pt. 2) (Barnes, Walker)
11. If Time Is on My Side (Mark Lizotte)
12. Tougher Than the Rest (Bruce Springsteen)
Deluxe edition bonus tracks:
13. Reckless Beauty
14. Waitin’ on a Plane
15. Tougher Than the Rest (Alternate Mix)
16. I’m in a Bad Mood (Bob Clearmountain Mix)
Chart (2019):
•    Australian Albums (ARIA)    #1
•    New Zealand Albums (RMNZ)    #3
Bernard Zuel, Thu 30 May 2019 02.12 BST. Score: ****
•⊆⊇•     Jimmy Barnes: My Criminal Record review — tough and vulnerable Barnesy at his best.
•⊆⊇•     The singer continues to lay himself bare in a new album which touches on the same raw, frank themes as his memoirs.
•⊆⊇•     That Jimmy Barnes is at his best when he is being himself would seem to be a statement of the obvious. Except that his career sales suggest it is not a truth universally held.
•⊆⊇•     His solo breakthrough and enduring moniker, Working Class Man, was a collection of American cliches which might have failed a Bon Jovi test (“blue denim in his veins”; “He did his time in Vietnam, still mad at Uncle Sam”); and his late~career highs were a couple of soul covers albums which were deep in his wheelhouse of influences but have been covered by a million other singers. Barnes has done very well indeed working someone else’s patch.
•⊆⊇•     But is it really about the lyrics? Yes, and no. Not a prolific, nor a particularly driven songwriter, Barnes’ weakest albums have not necessarily foundered on his own stories: he’s not been much of a storyteller, and leaves the best of that to others such as Don Walker; nor usually on his commitment, for he sounds like he’s giving — indeed ripping out — his all pretty much all the time.
•⊆⊇•     Rather, they have failed when there was an absence of reason — reason for those songs, at that time, in that form, by him. They existed because someone needed something to come out, not because someone needed something said.
•⊆⊇•     My Criminal Record, a collection of blues~based rock that carries with it a solid thump at all times, is not one of those albums.
•⊆⊇•     While some songs feel general or generic, within this album’s context they do no harm (though the Don Walker styling of the last~beer~at~the~bar ballad Belvedere and Cigarettes has more than nostalgia value); and several were written around the time Barnes was writing his raw and pretty frank memoirs, Working Class Boy and Working Class Man, and touch on the same themes of inner demons, cracked~apart families and the harm you and they can cause.
•⊆⊇•     Not surprisingly, these are the best moments here, nailing both character and emotion and setting the tone from the title track’s opening lines of the record: “Well, I came from a broken home, my mamma had a broken heart/And even though she tried to fight it, it was broken from the start.”
•⊆⊇•     From there, his own inchoate frustrations — presented as thunderheads, smashed glass, kicked~in doors and misdirected vehicles (“My life is like a stolen car, out of control/I’ve got no destination, I lost my soul”) — are the fuel for pretty much everything. They are the core of the other Jimmy, “my demon”, who is patient and relentless and ever ready to wreck anything good.
•⊆⊇•     Even in Shutting Down Our Town, a song ostensibly about the disappearing industries of working~class suburbs like those Barnes grew up in during the 1960s and 70s, contains snapshots of the boy/man he was: “I started raising hell before I came of age/Running from my past with clenched fist of rage.”
•⊆⊇•     Then there are two covers which bring an unexpected aptness and, maybe even more, truthfulness, as Barnes locates himself within them.
•⊆⊇•     The first is a song which is almost as misunderstood as Bruce Springsteen’s Born in the USA: John Lennon’s bitter, self~lacerating social critique, and addendum to his sceptical Revolution, Working Class Hero.
•⊆⊇•     With military drums turning into low rumbles, acoustic guitar turning into something piquant and electric, but Barnes not ceding any ground to hyperbole or soft~soaping of the harsher hits, there’s a direct line from the Holden factory to the beer barn to a bloke declaring “how good is Australia” and another saying “you’re still fucking peasants as far as I can see”.
•⊆⊇•     That the album finishes with Springsteen’s Tougher Than the Rest, leaning a little too much into the not~always~loved 80s sound of the original, offers multiple layers and a closed circle.
•⊆⊇•     After the catalogue of harsh blows landed on and by him, Barnes is evidently tougher than most of us, thankfully, will ever need to be. But the song’s real appeal has always been its vulnerability: its plea to be considered, and its willingness to expose that need.
•⊆⊇•     It’s here that Barnes wraps up his longer story of a man laid bare and prepared to ask for help: his singing controlled, the hurt revealed, the soul underpinnings of the song (and of him) obvious among the rock trappings, and most of all, honesty presented.
•⊆⊇•     It feels as much like Jimmy Barnes as anything on My Criminal Record, which feels as much like Jimmy Barnes as we’ve seen — and that is as good as you can ask for.  •⊆⊇•   https://www.theguardian.com/