The list grows in its ability to inspire pity and terror once the albums come out, steadily and dutifully, after 1975. Five years go Chris O’Leary and a handful of knights-errant as brave and true as any in King Arthur’s England listened to the catalog from that year to 1990. Great albums I can enjoy to end? Elton’s only cut two; the ones in the second tier boast at least one excellent side and a handful of goodies. Even the “meh” suspects have their uses. In truth, artists like Elton John nullify these categories. Why should his albums be less uneven than his contemporaries?
The Hague
Leather Jackets
Ice on Fire
Blue Moves
The Big Picture
The Fox
Meh
A Single Man
Reg Strikes Back
21 at 33
Sleeping with the Past
Breaking Hearts
Elton John
Empty Sky
The One
Sound, Solid
Rock of the Westies
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
Tumbleweed Connection
Songs from the West Coast
Caribou
Don’t Shoot I’m Only the Piano Player
Madman Across the Water
Too Low For Zero
Jump Up!
Good to Great
Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
Honky Chateau
Humanizing The Vacuum 
I totally agree with this.
Its funny. I was thinking how much I liked “Songs From the West Coast” back in 2001. The times were changed in music so everybody noticed the subdued arrangements, the piano back in front in the mix and the better songs, of course. It was a retread to the peak 70s without the long suites- Just songs stripped to its barebones. No more bombastic synths and drum programming or orchestral strings arrangements a la Disney.
In a way, Springsteen was the first major white artist I can recall getting out of the “80s Big Sound” he himself adopted for the rockers on his Blockbuster. With Tunnel of Love he retreated a bit-Those silky synthpads and dicreet strings- Only the Spectorian “Tougher than the Rest” seemed from another album, with its echo-chamber production, but that’s a great song anyway. It seemed human, in few words. Not austhere Nebraska-like , just warmer.
Elton didn’t get the memo until 2001.
PS: I don’t see “Made In England” here.