30 years

Before Elvis there was nothing.
~~John Lennon

There were black people with guitars.

Of course, we all know that R&R was happening before Elvis, but for white folks it was...white bread.

I wonder if Yigba's parents listened to Pat Boone.

Whom Elvis imitated. At least for a short while.

For all the goofy shit there is, and despite his later insanity or what-have-you, Elvis was really just so damn cool.

His Vegas act was no more hokey than the one-hit wonders show with Chuck Barris.

SHIT!! Get your ass over here and clean the diet Coke off my keyboard, ya dang midget!

If there was a God, Elvis would be alive and all the impostors would be dead. ~ David Lee Roth

He was an accident waiting to happen
Most accidents happen at home
Maybe he should've gone out more often
Maybe he should've answered the phone

Hip-shakin' shoutin' in gold lame'
That's how he earned his regal sobriquet
Then he threw it all away
For a porcelain monkey

He threw it away for a porcelain monkey
Gave it all up for a figurine
He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas
And his face on velveteen

From a shotgun shack singing Pentecostal hymns
Through the wrought iron gates to the TV room
He had a little world, it was smaller than your hand
It's a rockabilly ride from the glitter to the gloom

Left behind by the latest trends
Eating fried chicken with his regicidal friends
That's how the story ends
With a porcelain monkey

He threw it away for a porcelain monkey
Gave it all up for a figurine
He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas
And his face on velveteen

Hip-shakin' shoutin' in gold lame'
That's how he earned his regal sobriquet
Then he threw it all away
For a porcelain monkey

He threw it away for a porcelain monkey
Gave it all up for a figurine
He traded it in for a night in Las Vegas
And his face on velveteen

There's a guy down the chip shop thinks he's Elvis.

Elvis really let himself go. It's a damn shame that the Beatles didn't do the same.

"Elvis didn't die------he just went home." Tommy Lee Jones, MIB

Bullshit. Elvis' heart popped from being smothered by his tub of goo and his pure pharma-chemical composition.

Has your sense of humor been surgically removed?

Hey, I'm not the one quoting Men In Black for jokelines.

I miss your MIB avatar...

There is no love for Adam.

Man, you are seriously underestimating the effect his intake of fried peanut-butter and nanner sammiches had on this.

If there was a God, Elvis would be alive and David Lee Roth would be dead. ~ Sammy Hagar

Shhh. Or else I'll think Turf is suckling you.

Now you're talking!

30 years, damn!

mmmmmm fried peanut butter and nanner.
30 years feel old now.

TVLand has Elvis specials tonight. Right now it's home movies and family stories. lots of good clips so far (they just showed one of E in his 1970 whites, singing 'I'm a napalm bomb, guaranteed to blow your mind.' Wow.

Elvis Has left the Building:

Courtesy of Phil Lynott


It was a rainy night the night the king went down
Everybody was crying it seemed like sadness had surrounded the town
Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of gin
I played his records all night
Drinking with a close, close friend

Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
But even in the darkest of night
You can always hear the king's call
You can always hear the king's call

Well they put him away in Memphis
Six feet beneath the clay
Everybody was crying
Everybody said it was a plain grey day

Me I went to the liquor store
And I bought another bottle of wine and another bottle of gin
I played his records all night
And I got drunk all over again

Now some people say that that ain't right
That ain't right
And some people say nothing at all
I say nothing
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call

I wonder if you're lonesome tonight
And I'd rather go on hearing your lies
Than to go on living without you

Now some people say that that ain't right
And some people say nothing at all I say nothing
But even in the darkest of night
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
You could always hear the king's call
Now the stage is bare and I'm standing here
They might as well bring the curtain down
I cried the night the king died

In August '77 I was more concerned with seeing Star Wars again.