It really isn't a shock that with all the embarrassing press recently for Elton John ranging from calling the Taiwan media "rude pigs" to verbally bitch-slapping Madonna for lip-syncing live shows, that his new album Peachtree Road has virtually been lost in the fold. If you weren't aware that he had a new album out, don't worry you're not missing much. Though it's a nice album overall, John almost seems too eager to try and capitalize on the critical success that his last album, Songs From The West Coast, received a few years back for being a return to 70's form. Peachtree Road aims high for a bigger and grander West Coast, but what mostly comes across is a handful of schlock value. Peachtree is the first album ever that John has produced single-handedly, and it shows. Even though you know John is trying for a monumental sound, this album comes out sounding thinner than a Victoria's Secret nighty. John does score big on one track though; "They Call Her The Cat," which should garner obvious comparisons to "Honky Cat" of years past, is right up there with "I Want Love" off of West Coast as one of the best songs that Sir Elton has released in the last 15 years. Other than that track however, Peachtree, while always remaining pleasant throughout, will leave you wishing for just a little something more.