The Black Parade and the Danger Days are long gone: On his solo debut, My Chemical Romance's former frontman has morphed into a Marc Bolan-ish Hesitant Alien, with plenty of fuzzy guitar and surprisingly subdued vocals. Dabbling in glam is a clear progression for Way following MCR's exploration of Tommy-esque concept albums and Stooges-inspired Seventies garage punk on their last two LPs. Way is best when he combines his new direction with his essential earnestness: His emotional delivery drives highlights like ''Millions'' and ''Drugstore Perfume.'' Elsewhere, though, the disc isn’t urgent enough to pack the same punch as Way's best work.