Rating: NNN
The work of this fairly forgotten and slightly wacked-out glam singer/songwriter sounds surprisingly timeless, although its white-soul sound has a distinctly shameless and unselfconscious 70s feel – some songs could easily have come from a gaudy Starlight Express-esque musical. Much of the material, recorded at Electric Lady studios, has tight instrumentation and good, if not overly personal, songwriting from Jobriath, who walked the walk that Iggy and Bowie only flirted with before he died in 1983. Note that he sings like a combo of Björk and Miss Piggy on the über-short ballad What A Pretty. Had he appeared in more recent times, maybe there would’ve been more of an audience for his weird skills.
