i'm having an elton john moment.

he's got those songs that hit you in the gut (the body's sentimentality centre.) they work especially well when you're in solitude, or well, when you're watching a cameron crowe movie. plus, they're in such a pleasant vocal range that they're satisfying to sing a long with. (my cat is a very captivated audience member.)

my listening spree, in order:
captain fantastic & the brown dirt cowboy
mona lisas and mad hatters
madman across the water (1970 and '71 versions)
sorry seems to be the hardest word (live)
empty garden
levon

and then my add got the best of me and i moved on.

(*update: no klosterman for me tonight because i'm a pissant and i didn't think about tickets until the last minute and well, that's that. that and i can't really justify leaving the house after calling in sick to work today, to stay home and cough and sneeze all over everything and watch the departed.)