Anyone that knows me is aware of my Adam Lambert fixation (in a sociocultural context, of course). But I must share with the world the fabulousness of Jobriath, my personal American Idol. My GF just said to me, as I viewed the video, “you know he’s like the Heaven’s Gate of rock stars, right?” Of course I do.
In the early to mid-70′s, a bunch of music industry honchos got together and brainstormed an American counterpart to David Bowie. At the time, Bowie was as famous for his impeccable songwriting as he was for his fashion sense and casual bisexuality. Jobriath, though, was actually openly gay and a campily graceful performer. Sadly, the hype that preceded his talent framed him as some kind of sexual fad, destined to flame out after 15 minutes.
Even Gladys Knight thought he was an “unusual and exciting theatrical event. This young man that you’re about to see this morning is the act of tomorrow.”
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