Felix NEill

In one of those grinding gear changes that I hope (if anything) this place was/is known for, following some underground noise, how about a bit of classic Elton.

7 Minutes 42 Seconds of pure, sweet bliss. The fact that he was capable of throwing this stuff out to an uninterested public at the height of the cocaine years stands testament to his genius. Or is proof positive that all the best music is made by horrible people under the influence of drugs. I'm not sure which.

The Freeform Five Remix on the flip makes a decent stab of stirring in some contemporaneous flavours, but really, what's the point? How can you improve on perfection?

And obviously I'm making no attempt to defend the portly little stately homo that he has become these days, but back in the day, Jesus, the dude scaled the heights for sure.

I am ready for love, Elton. Yes I am.

Vinyl rip at 320 Kbps.

Expired.