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Could anything be more horrible than 1979′s disco-by-numbers Victim of Love? An album bereft of hits or any redeeming features, 1986′s Leather Jackets answers that question in the affirmative. At least that dud had distinctive players performing badly. This one has anonymous players performing badly, with Elton doing his Elvis-in-his-final-days impression. Producer Gus Dudgeon, who wisely made this his last studio collaboration with the singer, has gone public on Reg’s nose candy consumption here, but really everything here seems coked-up. The star calls this album his worst. His writing partner believes that was yet to come.
