It reminds me of back in the day, I was hanging out at a blues bar, chatting with my friend who owned it, and he just randomly picked up two of those square amber 70s-era ashtrays, held them up over his eyes, and sang, "B-b-b-Benny and the Jets." ROTFLMAO
It reminds me of back in the day, I was hanging out at a blues bar, chatting with my friend who owned it, and he just randomly picked up two of those square amber 70s-era ashtrays, held them up over his eyes, and sang, "B-b-b-Benny and the Jets." ROTFLMAO
You know, for as "flamboyant" as Elton John is, he's an incredible talent, as a singer/songwriter/musician - a triple-threat as the music industry calls such artists - his style so genuine, he's a genre of his own - a legend.
It reminds me of back in the day, I was hanging out at a blues bar, chatting with my friend who owned it, and he just randomly picked up two of those square amber 70s-era ashtrays, held them up over his eyes, and sang, "B-b-b-Benny and the Jets." ROTFLMAO
You know, for as "flamboyant" as Elton John is, he's an incredible talent, as a singer/songwriter/musician - a triple-threat as the music industry calls such artists - his style so genuine, he's a genre of his own - a legend.
He's also ahead of his time - the tip of the spear (no pun intended) - in the "pick-any-name-you-want" game that's so popular today.
Hmm...Reginald Dwight? Boooring...call me Elton's John. No...Elton John...yeah that's it, Elton John.