Everybody starts somewhere, and that somewhere can be dramatically different to where they end up. Looking at this picture, you could almost be forgiven if you didn't recognize the bearded chap at the bottom, looking as if he regrets his life choices - but that really is Sir Elton John, sitting in what could pass for a prison cell, as he waits to perform at Doug Weston's Troubador in Los Angeles in 1970. That cold brickwork and the peeling walls are long way from the Vegas glamour that was waiting for him just a few years down the line.
A man who's always worn his heart on his sleeve amongst many other decorations, ever since making it to the big time Elton's life has been one long procession of hats and hit and high fashion, becoming a British icon and a Knight of the Realm. We wonder if he even remembers how he felt on this night, before it all started? And if he does, can he tell us what on Earth he has in his hand?