5
Jun
runnin’ lonely, loose, and broken
(or: june 5’s honey from the hive)
posted at 3:32 am by brandon in sweet you rock and sweet you roll
Elton John — “I Swear I Heard the Night Talkin'”
(from To Be Continued. . . 
A couple of years out yet from one of the classic comebacks in pop music history — 1992’s grand The One
— and still seemingly struggling a bit with his sexuality (or, at least, with the public ramifications of same), Sir Elton caps a half-decade of flying (fabulously) under the radar by turning to his chief therapist — lyricist Bernie Taupin, duh — to help him come to grips with the demons of desire in this unheralded gem from a career-capping box set.
— and still seemingly struggling a bit with his sexuality (or, at least, with the public ramifications of same), Sir Elton caps a half-decade of flying (fabulously) under the radar by turning to his chief therapist — lyricist Bernie Taupin, duh — to help him come to grips with the demons of desire in this unheralded gem from a career-capping box set.
