Elvis Presley is and always will be the King

It took me a while to warm up to Elvis Presley. C’mon I’m just being honest. When I was younger I felt like I couldn’t fully embrace him because he was from my parents generation. Well it didn’t take long for the music to take a hold of me after my parents constantly played it on the old turntable. And the more I learned about Elvis and what he accomplished coming from nothing the more I started to dig him as a persona and more importantly his music.

Presley’s rise to national attention came in 1956 and as soon as he popped up he transformed the field of popular music and had a huge effect on the broader scope of popular culture. As the catalyst for the cultural revolution that was rock and roll, he was central not only to defining it as a musical genre but in making it a touchstone of youth culture and rebellious attitude. I can remember hearing about his appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show and the camera would only show Elvis from the waist up because the censors considered his dancing to be too wild.

Elvis was notorious for giving credit for his musical influence to many black rock and roll and jazz performers before him. And rock and roll’s occupation of a central position in mainstream American culture facilitated a new acceptance and appreciation of black culture because of Elvis’s music. Little Richard even said famously that “He was an integrator. Elvis was a blessing. They wouldn’t let black music through. He opened the door for black music.” His music and his personality, fusing the styles of white country and black rhythm and blues, permanently changed the face of American popular culture. And in my option, like him or not, that makes Elvis Presley pretty darned rock and roll.

Visiting vs Using

One of my Rants or Raves…

There is a new neighbor down the street. She is close to my oldest daughter’s age…35 or so. At first visits from her were short and I could tell she just wanted to get out of the house. But now, after only about one month of these frequent visits, when she comes over, it’s usually to borrow something. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind sharing if I have it. But now I’m realizing that she has items of mine that she hasn’t brought back. I don’t like this.

Yes, I am rather forgetful at times. That is just me. Age contributes a bit to it also, I suppose. But this young woman should remember that I did tell her, “When you are done, I need it back”.

When she visits chats away, but I work from home and it’s hard to concentrate if I’m in the middle of work with the chatter. She obviously sees that I’m working. I’ve even bluntly took her that I’m working and have a deadline. SO, it looks like I’m going to have to be a bit more hard core about this. My friend Lindsay is going through the same thing with a neighbor who lives on her road. I can at least have someone to commiserate with. SMH!