Before Bowie came along Marc Bolan and T. Rex were definitely my top pop star heroes. I first heard Hot Love on the radio and I was sucked in completely in by its sound. So when this album became available through the Australian Record Club I snapped it up and had it delivered to my door in no time. I used to lie on the floor in my bedroom with my head on a pillow and the speakers on each side of my head lost in the music. It was such a great sound. It blew away my interest in John Lennon and his increasingly rubbish solo records. Glam had begun. I found that by not combing my hair after washing it I could approximate the Bolan hairstyle. Well almost. I got myself a shitty electric guitar from a music shop in Box Hill and started strumming along to T. Rex. I didn't play it, just posed with it a lot. Probably more than was healthy. Full of great tunes, the music of this album and the follow up The Slider really holds up well in the 21st century. No one as come close to replicating it.
Trouble was, by the time he actually got to Melbourne he was putting out bad singles, overweight and completely taken over by the cult of Bowie who came hot on his heels. But for a moment there he was king!
The good news was that he did start releasing great news was that he did release more great records including a favourite of mine "Dandy in the Underworld" before sadly dying in a car crash in September 1977.
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