See Elton John in concert

“Elton John was my first live concert, Boston Garden, 1974. It was life changing. I'm from a huge family, lots of good friends but I had never experienced this kind of connection with anything or anyone. I had this weird feeling that he knew me, of course he did, he always knew how I felt. [...] Anyhow, when Elton started singing Sixty Years On, I lost it.”

“I cried when I saw him in Phoenix last November. About a year and a half before that show my grandmother passed away and she was a huge fan. We played Your Song at her funeral and I couldn’t listen to it for a while after. After a few months I was able to listen to it and hearing him play it live after all that time was incredibly moving. I cried through GBYBR as well as I knew it would probably be the last song I’ll ever hear him sing live.”

“We parked at an open lot about ten minutes away and nearly froze to death on the walk over — the trade-off for avoiding the vehicle pileup near the venue. We made it inside before dying of frostbite and found our seats. After a short wait, with no opener, Elton came out wearing his signature loud sunglasses and a colorful suit. He half-joked that people had their tickets for like 700+ days because of COVID. He started with Benny and the Jets. Initially, he didn’t sound particularly great, and I started worrying that we had made a terribly expensive mistake. Thankfully, he warmed up over the next couple of songs, which sounded better.”