My Gift Is My Blog, and This One's for You

I reviewed Elton John’s (American) debut album in Rolling Stone. I actually loathed most of it — the pompous orchestrations, the cringe-inducingly awful lyrics, the vocal affectations. I liked the way he sang the beginnings of the verses of "Your Song" enough, though, to be moved to uncharacteristic generosity, and gave it a middling-tending-toward-posi…