by Steve KurutzOne listen to Jermaine and it's clear whose voice was responsible for the jumpy energy of the Jackson 5 -- one hint: it wasn't the afroed Jackson on the cover of this album. It's not so much that Jermaine Jackson can't sing, but rather the flowery, overly-orchestrated production by the Corporation drowns the songs in a sea of schmaltzy strings and poor arrangements, taking away all their movement (or as with "I Only Have Eyes for You," their mystery). One gets the feeling that with material like "Homeward Bound" and "Daddy's Home," Berry Gordy was trying to turn Jackson into a middle-of-the-road pop singer, but Gordy would've been better off harnessing Jackson's natural inclination toward uptempo dance material rather than sentimental ballads.