This is Frampton’s third album, released in 1974.
A year later he would put out the wonderful Frampton album, tour it, and record the tour, which became Frampton Comes Alive.
Finally the world would have the opportunity to hear what a talented songwriter, singer, guitarist and all around performer the man had always been, starting with Humble Pie and reaching his zenith with his first solo album, Wind of Change, his Magnum Opus and a Desert Island Disc for your truly.
All the songs from this album that he played live are dramatically better in live performance than they are in the studio on this album.
Frampton produced Somethin’s Happening and unfortunately for all concerned the production is piss-poor, as is the sound.
I’ve never heard this record sound better than passable, whether on domestic or British vinyl. I gave up finding something better decades ago. The album is just not worth it.
As far as Peter Frampton’s body of work through the 70s is concerned, it is clearly his worst sounding album.
The records he released in the 80s are even worse — no surprise there — and the music is every bit as bad.