I couldn’t really see Elton John during his headlining set. It was crowded, I was tired, and the jumbo screen was good enough for me. Of course, the best part about seeing Elton John has nothing to do with being able to see exactly what color his sequined suit is, or whether or not his glasses frames match it (he was wearing blue, and yes, the glasses absolutely matched). The best part is standing around with a bunch of strangers screaming along to the hits. “Benny And The Jets,” “Tiny Dancer,” Rocket Man,” “Candle In The Wind,” “Goodbye Yellow Brick Road,” etc. We knew them all. It was like that scene in Almost Famous, but with 70,000 people and no tour bus.