I took my bike out for a spin down to the “river” (it was about 94 degrees out so WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?), stopped to get a drink when I got there and,…. there HE was, at the RIVERPARK concession stand, leaning into a microphone and clutching a black acoustic guitar. No back up band, no rhinestone-studded jumpsuit, and no big beer belly (must have called Jenny Craig),. I swear! Oh, sure, he looked a little different. After all, he’s alot older than he was back then when he supposedly died. But it was unmistakeable; the jet black hair (with a couple shades of gray added in on the sides) and the long sideburns. Dark sunglasses as an apparent disguise with a lot less shaking, a helluva lot of rattling and some hip rolling thrown in, he was doing songs I’d never heard before. What was even more amazing was that he was actually playing that guitar!
Nobody even told me he was coming to town, so he must have been passing through from Memphis on his way to a gig in Vegas. At the end of each song the audience just went wild, clapping, whistling and cheering just like days gone by… all ten of them. Small crowd, but very enthusiastic. A man, his guitar and a passion for good ol’ rock and roll. I thought to myself, “Man…….I CAN’T go up there and try to get an autograph from him. Then, everyone will know who he is.” So, I got a drink at the water fountain, got back on my bike and headed down the trail. Wow! Talk about being in the right place at the right time!!
Man, ….ELVIS…..it must have been him. No?? Maybe it was an Elvis impersonator. Or maybe, it was just the heat of the day roasting my brain and overstimulating my imagination!!!! Well, anyway, it that wasn’t Elvis, he was still pretty damn good. And the real Elvis really couldn’t play the guitar anyway. I’m just going to have to stay inside when it gets THAT HOT!!