Friday, April 29, 2011

My Royal Wedding

So with the Royal Wedding officially in progress and in the good spirit of PROCRASTINATION, I thought it an appropriate moment to take some time out from my NEIS study with a little interlude about my favourite thing in the world, The King.

ELVIS PRESLEY.

What a guy...

When I was a child, every Sunday at approximately 1pm, my brother, sister and I would deposit ourselves around the Idiot Box to watch an Elvis film. Sometimes, if we were lucky, we were in for a double feature. Oh the joy!

It really was the only way to truly stop us kids from arguing.

Elvis: The World's Greatest Babysister.

Let it be known, that I was in LOVE (and still am for that matter).

I really thought that I would marry the guy someday. Elvis and I, together forever in harmonious marital bliss. Probably propped on a Ferris Wheel, or double saddle on a palamino, him confessing his dedication to me, all in the wonderfully entertaining format of song. This deep infatuation continued, until one fateful day, probably when I was about 10, when my mother informed me that he was, in fact, DEAD.

I. Was. Devastated.

What about my our wedding day? Who would serenade me now?

...not Elvis, it seemed.

What is it about The King that has capured the hearts of men and women alike from every race and creed known?

Was it his smouldering good looks?
His melt-your-heart vocal delivery?
His killer karate chops?
His sparkling white jumpsuit?
His comedic genius?
His inspried pelvis?

Well, they were all good.....but I vote pelvis.

He really was so very special.

The 60's was my favourite era. Those movies have fascinated and inspired me to this day and I am still on the eternal artistic expedition to write a song that Elvis would sing in one of his films.

I have tried many times.

Yes.

Elvis.

What a guy...

Below is a link to my favourite scene ever from an Elvis film. Something weird happens to my brain when I watch this. I can't explain it. If you look closely, you can almost see Ann Margret's ovaries spewing out eggs in King Presley's general direction. Who could blame her, really?...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qiJ7uQfogKA

1 comment:

  1. My mum is an Elvis nut so I've grown up with him all my life and luckily I still love him. Mum believe his appeal is all in his "Elvis look" which is all of him as a package though mostly that sexy sneer of his.

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