This Month I have done something so you don’t have to: on behalf of the many bemused but exhausted by the schmaltz the ego the sentimentalism I have gone through 30 albums by Elton John, ignored the 30 or so bonafide top 20 hits, sludged through the albums of misses and identified a few hours of music that speaks to a fine musician and songwriter. On appreciation the best of Elton you don’t know – with the surprise being better albums in the 21st century than the 20th. Don’t shoot the piano player. Guaranteed to throw out a few surprises.
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