Thursday, May 17, 2012

Lisa Marie Presley Brings Elvis to the Stage

We continually wake up to who we are. day by day year by year.
Wow, wonder what it was like to slowly become conscious that you were part Elvis Presley, the king. To have lived enough to see the complexity of the weave of Elvis into our culture, your culture, your father--
American Idol showcased Lisa marie last night and i dug it
Yo, Dude, I totally dug. it.
Perhaps she's been like this for a while, but it was fabulous for me to watch. I break out the electronic contraption to write, "find it!"
She brought elvis with her, she showed her blood and genes
and more.
Her band was perfect; the guitar players were delectable. aura/wardrobe perfection. Story and pictures click HERE

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what a thing --
Joshua ledet was just let go from american idol. holy toledo.


ii wish i could have heard him sing otis' dock of thebay and elton's tinydancer.



But-- the ultimate is the king singing New Orleans and King Creole from  the 1958 movie King Creole





Lrics: King Creole:
Performed by Elvis Presley
King Creole
(words & music by Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller)
There's a man in New Orleans who plays rock and roll
He's a guitar man with a great big soul
And he lays down a beat like a ton of coal
He goes by the name of King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole, yeah
You know he's gone, gone, gone
And hip shaking King Creole

When the King starts to do it it's as good as done
He holds his guitar like a tommy gun
He starts to growl from way down in his throat
He bends a string and that's all she wrote

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole
You know he's gone, gone, gone
And hip shaking King Creole

He sings a song about a crawdad hole
He sings a song about a jelly roll
He sings a song about pork and greens
He sings some blues about New Orleans

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole, yeah
You know he's gone, gone, gone
And hip shaking King Creole

He plays something evil then he plays something sweet
No matter how he plays you got to get up on your feet
And when he gets the rockin' fever baby, heaven sakes
He don't stop playin' 'til his guitar breaks

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Jumpin' like a catfish on a pole, yeah
You know he's gone, gone, gone
And hip shaking King Creole

You know he's gone, gone, gone
Hip shaking King Creole
Ultimate sultry bluesey southern love
Lyrics: New Orleans
You'll never know
What heaven means
Until you've been down to New Orleans
You ain't been livin' till you cuddle and coo
With some black-eyed baby by de old bayou

You've never seen
You've never seen those Cupid doll queens
Like they got 'em in New Orleans
And, ooh, they love you like no-one can
It makes you awful glad that you were born a man.

If-if-if you ain't been there
Then you ain't been nowhere
The livin's lazy and the lovin's fine
If you feel low down
So help me Hannah
You should lose the blues in Loui-si-i-si-ana.

Get the lead
Get the lead out of your jeans
And hot foot it down, hot foot down to where?
New Orleans
Louisiana baby tells you stay awhile
Live it up, love it up, southern style
Way down in New New Orleans.









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