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JANUARY THE 8th, CELEBRATION DAY

January the 8th is a very special date. It was the day my granny was born, in 1907. Most of you know, she’s no longer here, thus I cannot celebrate her anniversary with her, but this date is one to remember happily.

You might find it stupid, but I’m proud that my granny’s birthday is on the same date as Elvis’ and David Bowie’s.

I really dig Bowie, not that I’m a huge fan, but respect him the most, and there are certain albums not to be ignored at all. His ambiguity, his irresistible gaze, a very personal voice, and compositions, make of him a quite unique character.

But today is Elvis’ day. Period.

If he was still alive, he’d be an adorable 77 yeard old gentleman. Have you ever thought how would he look like? I have an idea, close to Bruce Campbell’s portrait in Bubba Ho-Tep. In case you’ve never watched it, you should, the first 45 minutes are simply priceless.

Many things we’ve been told of The King. Many stories, rumors, and anecdotes… and a vast legacy of songs, albums, concerts, movies and pictures, keep the legend easily alive.

But there’s a hell lot beyond his artistic side. The 42 years of his life were really intense. From being a humble and poor boy, his worldwide success was absolutely overwhelming. Not only his mother, Gladys, marked his personality, but many people surrounding him, took part of his life and fate.  What would had happened if Colonel Parker hadn’t been his manager? What if he hadn’t met Priscilla? Ahhh, we’ll never know.

From here, I approach this post to strongly recommend you Elvis Presley’s biography, to know him better, and most likely, to understand him too.

Peter Guralnick, an American music critic, started to focus on chronicling the history of blues, rock, and country by 1970’s.

The enterprise of compiling information of Presley’s, gave birth to a two-volume biography, released with 5 years of difference in 1990’s.

Elvis Presley, Las Train To Memphis (1994), basically covers his family backgrounds, birth and growing up, his acquaintance with Sam Phillips and the first recordings, his massive success, up to Glady’s death and his military service in Germany.

Elvis Presley, Careless Love (1999), deals with Elvis’ Hollywood period, too extent due to Colonel Parker, his weird relationship with Priscilla, his famous Comeback and what that meant to him, Vegas time, his personal physical and personal decline, and of course, his death.

There are some points you can a bit lost because of so much information on recordings, but the annex is very helpful. Testimonials, stories, and the most intimate Elvis, are simply delightful. I have to admit, I cried several times, especially towards the end. You know Elvis died, but really, this biography make you feel really close to him, he’s human, gets angry, is generous, but moody, he adores Priscilla, but constantly cheats her.

Elvis wasn’t just a good looking face, a great voice and an awesome performer… I’m not saying he was perfect, no no no, but he was definitely one in a million.

Once this said, my personal celebration starts. The menu will include his debut album, the 68’ Comeback Special and other delicatessen I’ll be improvising.

Dear friends, have a very special Elvis day!

I’M PUZZLED

Many things mark you for good when you’re a kid. Probably due to the fact that childhood is the stage at which you’re a sponge-like swallowing tones of information, you learn, you’re innocent, and everything is new and shocking to your eyes, and unconsciously, to your mind. It doesn’t matter whether it’s the view of some shocking scenes in a film, you pass through a trauma or an exciting experience, or you’re just a smart ass kid, some memories and associations remain for the rest of your life.

To be honest, my earliest memory was when I was a baby (guess I was 2 or 3, my parents can confirm it). My brother wasn’t even born, and we were on holidays in Puerto Banus (Málaga, South Spain). My mum told me I was quite active those days, talking to everyone, very outgoing, and apparently I disappeared a couple of times in a flash, attracted by whatever. We could say, I was a bit rebel, and gave them a hard time. I don’t remember anything. However, there was one evening-night (you know old times, kids curfew wasn’t based on pedagogic advise and we were staying up late) I cuddled a leopard cub for a while, and that I can remember perfectly, at least the softness of its fur, so warm and tender…

Accidents or illness are something I’m good at remembering. I stayed at the hospital due to acute pneumonia and I was given Cinderella tale, I kept with me for many years; after adenoids surgery, I got what would turn into my base camp for my Space figures, Laura’s house on the prairies farm, and on the way home, we got in trouble with a cab driver, ending up in the nearest police station ,with me calling him bad man, when the guy was apologizing; and the day I broke my lip while rolling on my little chair watching Sesame Street. Basically I ate the table and we had to go to the hospital running because I was bleeding nonstop.

I was very bad at drawing and writing. Still I am with drawing and arts in general, but my handwriting eventually improved. My torture and main punishment was writing. My left-handed condition wasn’t very helpful according to the writing style in fashion we were taught at school. I hated it! As soon as I started at the high school I didn’t have any kind of pressure coming from my teachers, thus I improved having a more than decent style, not now though, typing on a keyboard has caused a lack of practice and it’s not as good. But there was a time I was proud of it.

And why am I telling all these stories of my childhood? Because I received a present yesterday from my friends Mireia and Carlos, which has to do with my childhood phobias, however this time I feel in the mood to accept this challenge now that I am 35.

When unwrapping the present I was in shock when I  found out  it was a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle of Elvis Presley (68’ Comeback Special). Believe me, if I had to guess what it was it would never ever occurred to me such thing.

I’ve always got issues with what it’s called spatial orientation, probably caused by I’m left-handed too, although I cannot prove it. I’ve been getting better in this field, but not sure about my skills nowadays, reckon I’m quite good at stuffing many things in narrow places. Do you remember this attempt to design figures in order to reflect 3D and the shape they would make in motion? I think I’m being as clear as shit, sorry, thus I’m posting a pic as an example. Well, I had to deal with people so they were doing my homework, in exchange of me covering their English tasks. Tetris wasn’t that fun for me either. 5-7 stages and I was done.

I used to hate jigsaw puzzles, with all my heart. Remember my friend Diana’s dad gave me one of these 500 pieces and it went directly to the storage room, without even opening it. I just smiled and said thanks, enough for the guy thought it was a great idea to give another one the year after, this time 1000 pieces. I repeated the same procedure, smiled (not so happy), said thanks, and took the box to the storage room, putting it on top of the previous one.

I was too nervous and hyperactive as to spend too much time in placing just two-three pieces. There were many other activities more interesting and appealing.

When I opened the present yesterday, it was kind of funny, big laugh really. Mireia thought of my beloved Elvis as motivating enough, which I agree with, and the purpose of the puzzle was to be entertained at home, so I wouldn’t go out so much in winter, finally being able to save though. And the additional point was a great idea to friends meeting, trying to help me with the puzzle, accompanied with beers and my quiche specialties.

I’m definitely giving it a try, as soon as Xmas is over. Should use some of my spare time in things which do not imply internet, going out nor spending so much dough too. And I mean it. And hopefully one day the damn puzzle will be finished and will write a post here telling about the progress. Elvis will surrender to me!

YOU MAY HAVE GONE, BUT I WON’T EVER FORGET YOU

How can you mourn someone you didn’t even know personally or died even before you were born? How can you remember  dates of birth of famous artists too?

Most of people find this very ridiculous, and because I write down on the calendar the birthdays of Harrison Ford, Duff McKagan, Ryan Adams or Glenn Danzig, I’m considered a freak.

Such a stupid thing helps memories to last, and people who contribute to something, in any way, should be remembered, or at least that’s what I think. An average day can cheer you up just because it’s Axl’s birthday, I find it kind of magic. You can pay tribute if you feel like.

I’ve been celebrating Elvis Presley’s birthday and death anniversaries for some years now. No major stuff is required, just watch a DVD, or listen to some records, or just play a couple of YouTube live performances is enough.

I already told you I love Elvis, right?

Well, thinking that a hot morning 16th of August Elvis passed away is not a happy thing to remember, I know, but makes today a special day. It’s been 34 years now. Most of my life Elvis has been a legend, but the more I’ve dived into his work and his private life, the more I feel close to The King, thus in my way, I’ll pay tribute to his memory once again.

Haven’t quite decided what to do this year. I can play the 5 CD’s of the complete 60’s masters pending to be listened, or watch some DVD. What I know for sure, is that tomorrow will be one of these Elvis days, from the minute I stand by my feet in the morning, till the moment I crash on my bed. Anyone wants to join me? Be my guest!

God bless the day I found you, Elvis!

PEAK SEASON FOR ELVIS MANIA

Dear friends, readers and/or followers, first of all, want to thank all you’ve participated and squeezed your brain sharing the list of the 10  most pleasant gigs you’ve enjoyed. I know it’s been hard to decide, not only for quality in shows but also for sentimental value. The post is still open for those who still wanna contribute, and on the other hand, I’d encourage the participants to submit a list of those gigs not included yet remarkable for one reason or another.

Once this said, again, it’s made me very happy to notice that, although you still feel shy about writing and participating, you peep this blog, and consequently I feel encouraged to keep on writing stuff to catch your attention and entertain you for a while.

Again, feel like testing you with another top list.

It’s time to talk about Elvis here. I’m thinking of an extent post talking about Elvis’ influence on me and my life, which I can advance you, it’s huge!

My Elvis mania or Elvis fever, gets more acute and intense in Spring-Summer for no apparent reason, but it’s a proved fact, from May I start re-flipping with the King. It might be he’s sexy, a definite alpha male type, got a very sensual and manly voice, and because warm seasons turn us hornier…whatever! It’s the season of Elvis.

For the season launching, I’ve recently bought two documentaries essential if you are a proper fan of the King:

THAT’S THE WAY IT IS

THIS IS ELVIS

Of course, by now and at more than reasonable price, you should have 68’ Comeback Special, and Aloha From Hawaii. Do it or take the risk of dying sadly and miserable when the Apocalypse raiders come to get you…I’ve already warned you.

Elvis never wrote a song during his career, yet he was a master choosing compositions he’d turn into super hits. Procedure was very well explained in Guralnick’s biographies on the artist.

Anyway, he was a machine when delivering amazing performances and there are infinite songs in many compilations.

First question I’m creating a poll here is to know, which in which stage you love Elvis the most, not only regarding songs, appearance can count on your decision, voice, performances…

 I particularly love 70’s Elvis in all senses. The starting point no doubt was ’68 Comeback Special. Elvis was so sick of acting in each time worse film projects he really felt the need of doing what he was best at: singing and performing. Once he got released from his obligations, after a long and hard struggle, mainly with his manager, Colonel Parker, he returned to stages, seeking for the warmth of the audience. You can feel the illusion and excitement in his performances and the way he controlled the band, how much he enjoyed and really had fun, and on a negative way, sadly, his physical decline and fall.

Enough of filling, let’s get back to basics: Top 5 Elvis’ songs

  1. AN AMERICAN TRILOGY

Every time I listen to this song, a knock at my stomach appears, it really moves me.

I wish I was in Dixie away…

  1. POLK SALAD ANNIE

I feel like dancing with this song, and always remember Elvis’ karate pose and dance in Vegas that reaaally turns me on.

Vicious woman!

  1. NEVER BEEN TO SPAIN

Pity he never made it, shame on Parker!! Elvis depicting Spanish women as insane…he didn’t know what he was talking about.

  1. IT’S OVER

Elvis talking about the end  love and broken hearts… Last summer I used to listen to this song on a daily basis, probably to make up my mind and convince myself that was true.

  1. YOU GAVE ME A MOUNTAIN

No matter the quantity of bullshit you’ve swallowed, Lord, you gave me a mountain this time.

Now my friends, it’s your turn, could you name your top 5 Elvis’ songs? I really wanna know!