LOL........Love it, great read. That's 'our Boy'.........
On a night like this, many years ago:
"6.000 Kids Cheer Elvis' Frantic Sex Show" by Dick Williams -L.A. Daily Mirror-News October 29, 1957
Sexhibitionist Elvis Presley has come at last in person to a visibly palpitating, adolescent female Los Angeles to give all the little girls' libidos the jolt of their lives. Six thousand kids, predominantly feminine by a ratio of 10 to 1, jammed Pan-Pacific Auditorium to the rafters last night. They screamed their lungs out without letup as Elvis shook, bumped and did the grinds from one end of the stage to the other until he was a quivering heap on the floor 35 minutes later.
With anyone else, the police would have closed the show 10 minutes after it started. But not Elvis, our new national teenage hero. If any further proof were needed that what Elvis offers is not basically music but a sex show, it was provided last night. Pandemonium took over from the time he swaggered triumphantly on stage like some ancient Caesar, resplendent in gold lame tux jacket with rhinestone lapels, until he weaved off at the end of his stint. It was almost impossible to hear the music despite a turned-up public address system. A cloud of thumping drums, whining guitars and Elvis' hoarse shouts rose like some lascivious steaming brew from the bare stage (except for a banner plugging his next picture, "Jailhouse Rock") and filled the auditorium.
The only way I knew what Elvis was singing was by asking the youths sitting next to me. They somehow recognized every number. It started with "Heartbreak Hotel" and wound its way through all his popular record hits from "Hound Dog" to "Don't Be Cruel." There is but scant difference in any of them. Only the wild abandon varies. Hundreds of little girls brought their flash cameras although what they expected to get sitting far back in this vast barn of a place I don't know. Constantly, amidst the high, sustained screaming, the thumping, clapping and wild shouts, innumerable flashes kept going off so that the darkness was intermittently lit as if by lightning. The whole panorama, from the frenzy on stage to the far reaches of the jammed bleachers which seemed a mile back at the rear, looked like one of those screeching, uninhibited party rallies which the Nazis used to hold for Hitler. Scores of police circled the auditorium and at the slightest hint of trouble plunged in ominous pairs up the aisles toward the offenders. There have been too many Elvis "concerts" which ended in riots in the past to risk any trouble.
Elvis worked with two guitarists, a drummer and a pianist plus the Jordinaires, a quartet of young harmonists who were lost in the hubbub. He attempted almost no talking after his initial muttered, "Friends, I want to introduce yuh to the members of muh gang." Most of the time he was weaving over the stage like a horse with the blind staggers. He wiggled, bounced, shook and ground in the style which stripteasers of the opposite sex have been using at stag shows since grandpa was a boy. He used frequent contrived sensual gestures such as constantly hitching up his pants, fooling with his belt buckle and yanking down his coat to elicit further wild screams from his audience. He played up to the mike stand like it was a girl in a gesture which is expressly forbidden by the police department in every burlesque show in Los Angeles County. The wilder Elvis got in his pelvic gyrations, the more frenzied his audience became. Inevitably, he announced midway, sweat pouring down his face, that he was "all shook up."
The madness reached its peak at the finish with "Hound Dog." Elvis writhed in complete abandon, hair hanging down over his face. He got down on the floor with a huge replica of the RCA singing dog and made love to it as if it were a girl. Slowly, he rolled over and over on the floor. The little brunette of maybe 15 sitting in front of me bent her head and covered her eyes, whether with embarrassment, fright, sickness or excitement, I know not. I do know this is corruption of the innocent on a scale such as I have never witnessed before. For these are children to whom Elvis appeals, preconditioned, curious adolescents, who are artificially and unhealthfully stimulated. Their reactions would shock many a parent if he or she could see this display. They are not adults who can take his crudities and laugh or shrug them off.The boy next to me, bent forward on his seat taking it all in, turned briefly to me between numbers. "He's great," he enthused. "He's simply great, isn't he?"
The same lesson in pornography will be repeated tonight, barring an interruption by the Police Department, which is unlikely, in view of the fact that they might have a riot on their hands.
LOL........Love it, great read. That's 'our Boy'.........
"NO-ONE, BUT NO-ONE,IS HIS EQUAL, OR EVER WILL BE. HE WAS, AND IS SUPREME".Mick Jagger
Work in Progress!
Its easy to forget how Elvis was such a shook to the older generation, who basically read a lot! I guess fun is always subersive when things get too uptight.
Here is a good review about what actually happened that night: http://www.elvispresleymusic.com.au/...uditorium.html
LOL....okay, so it's all in the eyes of the beholder I guess.
it's amazing to me that Elvis never got charged with obscenity and had the police go after him the way that they went after Lenny Bruce.
there is no snooze button on a cat that wants breakfast.
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For sure the fact that Elvis was a huge money draw, and that by 1957 one of hollywood´s biggest investments keept small town authorities and moral groups away of him, also, as much as Elvis performances back in the 50's where considered subersive by some, in the end there was no other subtext beyond having fun, there was no hidden ideology or politics in Elvis to chase. Yet, of course as a said, when things get to uptight, simple fun its revolutionary enough and Elvis came as such a cultural shook, he did was a kind of an awakening to many things, (sex included) to the post war kids, and he did became the seed of the rock counter culture of the 60's. The cool thing to me about this is that Elvis truly embodied and started a revolution, not just in music but a social revolution, but without ideology or politics involved. Elvis always said that he just did what felt natural to him and that there could not be anything wrong with that, I guess that was it, just about drop a lot of double moral issues and open our minds to what its simply natural as a flesh and bone human being. Something as simple as that was enought to, in Bob Dylan words: '...bust out of jail'.
I've also read once, can't recall the source, that the police either in Chicago or in L.A., never dared to stop the show and drag Elvis off the stage to the police station because of simple fear of a crowd of teenagers already in mass histeria going into a riot. People where not familiar back then with 500 teenage girls going nuts that way.
Now going a bit into conspiracy theories lol, some people think that the army thing came to Elvis in an odd way and at a time that it was most needed to stop that rock and roll thing and a lot of careers where broken. If you can't get the kid to jail, get him into the army and either that will straight him out, or we will kill his career after he came back. Well that was what agent Mulder told me once.
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