Meanwhile, my goofy ass was born five years after you. I spent a huge chunk of my childhood sitting at the foot of my bed with an old Caliphone record player listening to the Elvis readers digest collection.
My grandmother was obsessed to a level that was quite insane.
My poor grandpa had to make love to his wife under a giant picture of Elvis Presley, and he knew good and well where she was pretending to be. Her cars all had a huge silhouette of Elvis on the back glass and one on the hood with the text reading something like “#1 Elvis Fan”. “‘at was ‘uh perdiest man who ever lived right ‘tar.” Said Grandma.
You would think her obsession would have made me feel the way you felt about it. Something is wrong with me though haha.
I have a few Elvis 8-tracks and records I’d listen to. I’m in my twenties btw. Elvis gets shit on alot but mainstream music before him (with some exceptions) sucked so much ass.
Meanwhile, my goofy ass was born five years after you. I spent a huge chunk of my childhood sitting at the foot of my bed with an old Caliphone record player listening to the Elvis readers digest collection.
My grandmother was obsessed to a level that was quite insane.
My poor grandpa had to make love to his wife under a giant picture of Elvis Presley, and he knew good and well where she was pretending to be. Her cars all had a huge silhouette of Elvis on the back glass and one on the hood with the text reading something like “#1 Elvis Fan”. “‘at was ‘uh perdiest man who ever lived right ‘tar.” Said Grandma.
You would think her obsession would have made me feel the way you felt about it. Something is wrong with me though haha.
I have a few Elvis 8-tracks and records I’d listen to. I’m in my twenties btw. Elvis gets shit on alot but mainstream music before him (with some exceptions) sucked so much ass.