Friday, September 08, 2006

What can you say about an Elvis pinball machine?

Pinball machines, like art, should be idealized. This we know in our American gut.
So here we remember the cool Elvis. Dressed in black leather, fit, trim, snarly lip 'n all, and we're letting him entertain us. Takin' care o' business.
We'll leave it to the biographers to resurrect the memories of the drug-sated, burnt bacon samich-eating, grossly overweight E, but those of us who frequent the bowling alleys and cafes and bars and cheap Indian casinos of The New World, that's no way to remember The King. But I could be wrong.  Posted by Picasa

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