It’s long been rumored that I am the illegitimate son of Elvis. Rumored by me mostly, but still it’s out there. I have always been a huge fan of Elvis’, his music more than his movies, but King Creole and Jailhouse Rock are excellent. While Bill Haley and The Comets and others may have started Rock n’ Roll, Elvis took to places no one ever expected it to go. While he may have not been the best singer in the world he came along at the right time being a white man with a black man’s voice.
Whether he was singing Gospel music, country/western, Rock-a-billy or anything else for that matter, Elvis had so much on stage charisma that to this day no one has ever come close to perfecting that swivel hip that made the girl’s swoon. I found this concert recently that really personifies everything Elvis was about. It’s called, It’s Midnight & while it’s one of his later concerts it’s still great.
At times, during the concert, he plays with the crowd, giving them the show they paid to see. He was the ultimate showman. He is not merely a singer, but a performer in the true sense of the word. Case in point listen to, “Fever”. Happy 74th birthday, King, I’m sure you’re reading this somewhere in hiding. Here’s a hunka hunka great gift to you, Elvis fans.