When Elvis started out, he sounded cool. Like this.
After he started taking enough drugs to make an elephant impotent, he sounded like this.
This doesn't make sense. Other acts, like the Beatles, got cool and psychedelic after drugs. Elvis gets fat and cheesy? This makes no sense. How did he go from being banned from being shot from the waist down on television to being, well, music your parents like? It's sad.
And yet . . . I'm oddly drawn to fat, corny, sad Elvis.
I'm scared. Hold me.
No, really, it's okay. I'm already holding myself.
Why are you running away?
Alright. Enough music. Go here.
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