You encounter these records that seem adrift in rock'n'roll history. No context. A complete unknown made an irresistible record that prefigures glam ('Masculino, feminino'), has a tune ratio you just don't find outside of Sesame Street albums and sings like a man possessed by Peter Pan - eternal youth. That's the magic of pop music. He was probably a plumber or a child actor in decline. What a record.
