I recorded and uploaded this a long time ago, but I saw some blue suede shoes today that I really, really liked and so I thought I would dig this post out of my Music page, which I shut down due to emotional overload and mental anguish, like a true artist. Like the King himself. I have been in Elvis’ house, Graceland, in Memphis. I walked around wearing my cowboy hat and sunglasses, and fit right it. It wasn’t as big as you might think, but truly an epic experience to see all of Elvis’ things and all the people that came to visit…poor boys and pilgrims and families, and we’re all going to Graceland. And my traveling companions are ghosts and empty sockets, I’m looking at ghosts, and empties. But I’ve reason to believe we all will be received in Graceland. So, I took down the Music page. Here’s Elvis changing the world. Those really are very sexy shoes.