When all is said and done, if I had to pick one favorite music artist, it would be Elton John and Bernie Taupin. I include them as one because, for one thing, they would both — especially Elton — insist that I do, and for another, they are demonstrably far less apart than together. Elton couldn’t compose a decent lyric if his life depended on it (even though he taught Bernie the concept of “meter”) and Bernie lacks enough classical training to put into practice the musical ideas in his head.
I love the way they work together, or um, apart. They have never composed a song in the same room together. Bernie writes the lyrics like poetry, and Elton isolates himself with a piano and a stack of lyrics. He takes one off the stack, places it in front of him, and plays around with it for a bit. If he doesn’t have something going to his liking within five minutes or so, he puts it aside and picks up another one. He gives us a glimpse into this fascinating process in the video anthology, Two Rooms, where he reenacts the composition of none other than Tiny Dancer!
But most of all, I like the final product. Practically every piece they have done seems to me to be an absolutely perfect blend of song and lyric. They seem like soulmates. Thanks to his comprehensive classical training, Elton is able to put Bernie’s lyrics through the full range of music theory, and yet still keep it in roughly a rock genre. (Remember how hard it was to classify Elton’s music in 1970? Was it rock? Classical? Folk? Remember people calling him the new Bob Dylan? :D)
I’d like to hear from Elton John and Bernie Taupin fans, what are some of your favorite examples of their blending, i.e., the music complimenting the lyric? Let me give you a couple of examples to get things started.
Here’s one:
Come Down In Time — The whole song is a soft quasi-lamentation in which the rising and falling chords beautifully complement the broken phrasing of lyrics that convey the quiet desperation of a young man who seems to be beginning to recover from a broken heart and is making his first effort at asking “why?”. But the real clincher in this piece is the very last measure. The final lines are:
On “night”, Elton plays a birds-eye B5 chord. Because the chord has no third, it evokes the feeling of “hanging”, that is, the song doesn’t resolve to its tonic chord. What a beautiful technique for conveying Bernie’s lyrical intent! It just ends that way!
Here’s another:
This is the only song that ever actually surprised Bernie in the way that it turned out, I Think I’m Gonna Kill Myself. He intended that it be a ballad about teen angst, but when Elton saw the lyric, he laughed out loud! This was just too melodramatic.
End result? A farce! And I mean a real farce. The thumb-dragging arpeggio slides into the chorus where “I think I’m gonna kill myself” is accompanied by none other than “Legs” (Larry) Smith tap dancing! to a sort of ragtime, lilty, and fivolous vaudeville-type showtune melody that needs only an 1890s bar with can-can dancers to be complete!
Nevertheless, all of it is brought back 'round to reality by the long bridge through a minor chord progression on the word “blues” (as in “teenage blues”). It’s just enough to remind the listener that teen suicide is not something to gloss over. You really get a feel of inside-outside in this piece. The view from the teen’s oblivious friends and family, and the view from the teen himself.