I am a fan of the musician Matt Berry and on his recommendation I bought the original album. With a host of late sixties & early seventies rockers on board I thought even Lloyd Weber must have come up with something of value. Sadly his lack of rock sensitivies shines through and this feels like an over the top affair that wanders into soap opera territory rather than Who-like rock opera. The lyrics are everything you'd expect from Rice (reader beware - he who has ears let him hear)and just sound silly at times. But the ultimate failure of this album is the lack of theological understanding that Rice exhibits - it may well have wooed the teenagers of the day but if you're an older listener you'll squirm with embarassment at too many points through the album. I suppose I needed to hear it to put my curiosity to rest but it's going straight to the charity shop - perhaps befitting its theme.