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March 28, 1957 Elvis Gold Lame

Here is pix of me in Karaoke costume as female Elvis-a.

Elvis-a "Polk Salad Annie"

Elvis-a "Polk Salad Annie"

Today is the day, March 28. On that date 46 years ago, March 28, 1957, I got to see, hear, feel and have our spirits meet with the mighty “King” of Rock n Roll. Think of how he must have felt. He had just had his Gold Lame Suite made by “Nudie” and George Klein was the Memphis Maphian who took care of it and helped him with it. His shirt was golden, his tie shone, even his loafers sparkled! He must have felt pretty nervous about it though, because he changed into just the jacket and black pants like the fella tonite at Navy Pier. So now he was not only doing his pelvis thrusts, but he was glorified in it, and sparkling. I like the fact that Elvis even after hours, wore his make-up and dressed flamboyantly. Men are too limited in their dress leaving the women to pretty up and look beautiful. I’m pinching myself right now I just don’t believe I got to see him. How God must love me. During those times of agony for me and my father at home, he gave me something to live for, which changed my life. You know Dear DJ, for me seeing Elvis was very traumatic, since I was so holy. I remember going to school the next day, and thought that I was evil. You might say that the devil kind of approached me. I was frightened, because, again, I was carrying these changes all alone in my cloister stage. Just think, Dear DJ, I talked to a KJ that was in the seminary for 6 years on Monday, and he didn’t know what “cloister” meant and you know. He was very interested in the few tidbits I told him about my life, especially since he had a religious background. By rights, we singers shouldn’t talk before singing, for the voice, but we were sharing some of the things about Elvis’ spirituality etc. I didn’t see the devil or talk, but in my mind I thought I was confronting that force. But I just faced it unafraid. Who knows perhaps I could have freaked out cause it was scarey, but I knew I was on a different path. Just think though, if I became and cloister and Elvis went into the cloister, perhaps Elvis and I could have met there and we’d be there together today. Wouldn’t that be a Hollywood Production! Well, I went on the internet and looked up March 28, 1957 and came up with his schedules for that year. Guess what the tickets were to see that concert at the International Ampitheatre? $2.50-$3.50. Big Bucks!$$$$$$ That still was certainly a lot of money for my sister, and she was kind enough to take me along. I’m going to listen to his songs all day long, but feel free to wish me happy Elvis Day in an e-mail. While everyone else celebrates his birth and death, (which I don’t believe in either spiritually) I celebrate the hour and a half that I spent with Elvis Aron Presley. And the funny thing is out of the thousands that were there, I was communicating with him on the level that meant the most to him. How unspeakably greatful I am. I don’t think my church would share this, this is just something with me and telling you cause you are such a fan of his. I went to Karaoke and filmed more for Mikey’s Birthday Video. I sang “Anyway You Want Me”, “Peace in the Valley” “That’s When”. When I did Jailhouse Rock, which I sang along with the real sound track of the movie. (I do that because the background singers scream and say go daddy-o, and rock, rock, rock to the Jailhouse Rock.) I then told Mikey on the video I had a surprise for him. Well, you could guess, during the middle music part, I took out my tit, and said “surprise” Mikey, although it shouldn’t be a surprise since you nursed on it for nearly 4 years. I went to another Karaoke after that. The KJ is actually the one who encouraged me to flash, so when I told him I might do it to the “A Little Less Conversation” re-mix he thought it was great but I asked the owner and the owner said no. The funny thing is that the KJ said the young girls do it all the time. So if you think getting old has its price, I really feel it. I have to tip-toe to do the things I think I should do, whereas the younger girls do what they want and no one says anything. So I made up for it in the parts of the song that said “Come Satisfy Me” Satisfy, then they sing Fy Fy, which is really hip Elvis lingo short for Satis-fy. A fella got up and start dancing. Then another fella did. I like the young people a lot. My problem is just the problem you’ve encountered first hand, the hell of getting older in this country. Considering how hard it was for me, and Ethel the gal I work with had it even harder to find work, I am truly amazed you found something so quick. I respect the older people. If I were to start a karaoke business I would call that agency that has retired executives to help start businesses, because their knowledge and expertise is unbelievable. I they give it for free. Do you see what I mean, Dear DJ? Here they are (probably mostly men) still vital, intelligent, experienced and they give it away for free and glad to be active. I downloaded a Japanese song yesterday. Naomi the girl at the desk in my building has close friends from Japan. So when I told her my next costume was Geisha Girl, she told me to download the newest Japanese song. Well, it is a huge craze in Japan, (not that we would ever hear about fun stuff like this in America, all the people want to hear about are explosions, deaths, airplane accidents, etc. Anything morbid) But the Japanese song is called “Yata”. And the Japanese men are practically naked with just a white cloth around the bottom with a fig leaf painted on over the peter. And they laugh and get sexy and sing. What fun! I’m sure the older men even do it, because the older men are revered there. Again, I’m so glad you found something and found it right away. Well I’ll be listening to Elvis and then going to some Alumni Club, perhaps Gibson’s, Blue Frog, and as many as I can, although it takes a lot of energy out of me. When I compare myself though even to the younger girls, I’m up and around dancing singing talking joking having fun. They just sit there and don’t use the energy up, yet the guys chase after them. And that’s ok. I’m really there only if they want fun, otherwise I can always dance with Elvis and I do do that!….Lovingly Barbie xoxo

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