I really like this album in spite of its faults, which are many and remarkable. It has its highs and its lows, and its lows are... well, almost endearingly low. With the exception of two or three tracks there'a a general air of tackiness here. Of decay even. Something has unmistakably been left around too long.
T Rex's worst album then? That's what Marc Bolan said later, though at first he had his usual high hopes for it. But while other people's musical misfires are simply boring and turgid, these are never so. The songs are full of hooks as usual, each with its cheesy charm. I think it's a scream, right down to the truly bizarre title track. (Cockney heavy metal? Pre-punk prescience? Who knows.)
My advice is to drop the serious attitude and listen to this record with a sense of fun. Just grit your teeth and enjoy it.