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The Elvis Presley Story - James Gregory
RECORDINGS
INTRODUCTION - By Dick Clark
A few days ago, one of the teenage gals who’d been dancing on American Bandstand
came up to me after the show. She looked worried. Uh, Dick,
she began hesitantly, can I ask you something?
Sure,
I answered. But first, let’s see a smile. It can’t be that bad!
She forced a little smile, but her voice was still anxious. A bunch of my girl friends and I—we’re all Elvis fans . . . and . . . Dick, you know Elvis will be coming home soon. . . We thought that since you know so much about singers and music and all . . . that you’d . . .
She broke off, flustered.
Yes?
I prompted gently, a bit puzzled as to what she was driving at.
The girl swallowed hard, fixed her earnest brown eyes on me and took a deep breath. We’re afraid for him. . . .
she blurted out.
Afraid?
I echoed. For Elvis? Why?
Well, we were wondering if he’s going to be as popular as he was. I mean, after being away so long. We’ll still love him as much as ever. We know he’s terrific, and we’ll always be loyal to him,
she added quickly, but we’re scared that other people won’t remember how great he is . . . and that it won’t be the same. What do you think, Dick?
She waited tensely for my answer, concern clouding her pretty young face. I couldn’t help smiling a little, touched by her devotion to her idol.
Young lady,
I said firmly, you have nothing to worry about. Elvis is probably the greatest showman to come to the fore in the past few years. He’s also a very talented singer and a fine musician. I think he’s going to be around for a long time. As a matter of fact, the days after Elvis comes marching home will probably mark one of the most exciting periods in show business!
Her eyes widened with delight and she smiled in relief. Do you really think so? Do you really mean that?
she whispered excitedly.
I nodded solemnly. I do.
Thank you! Thank you, Dick,
she fairly shouted and ran off.
I certainly did mean it. Although I’ve only had the pleasure of meeting Elvis once, I’ve followed his sensational musical career from the very beginning. And I’ve nothing but admiration for this young man.
You might say that Elvis is one of the major reasons why rock ’n’ roll has become a household word. A few years ago, this dynamic young man wasn’t afraid to make his singing a little different from the rest of the pop music pack. On stage, he was supercharged, generating so much energy that he seemed to be striking off sparks. There was a special, exciting quality about Elvis’ singing. There still is.
You know Elvis feels every word and sound he utters; his songs come from the heart. It’s transmitted to his audiences. They naturally want to sway, stamp and clap. That’s the mark of a topnotch entertainer—when he has bis audience with
him, right in the palm of his hand, so to speak.
At first, Elvis’ singing style caused raised eyebrows. Folks were wary about sampling and accepting something that was different from their accustomed musical fare. From a novelty, it suddenly turned into a trend. Newcomers tried to imitate Elvis, but they could never really duplicate his unique style. There was—and is—only one Elvis Presley.
As I said, I met Elvis only once—at a personal appearance in Chicago, right before he went into the Army. There was a press conference after his performance, and since I happened to be in town for the day, I made a special point of catching both.
I was very curious about Elvis. Of course, I’d heard a lot about him—both good and bad. And I must confess that I expected to meet a bold, brash young man, outspoken, kind of wild and very showy. I don’t know why, but that was the image I’d sort of built up in my mind about Elvis. Boy, was I pleasantly surprised to find that I couldn’t have been more wrong!
Elvis gave a terrific performance. He really brought the house down. Afterwards there was noisy confusion the likes of which I’d never seen. And I have been in the midst of all sorts of turmoil!
Fans were scrambling for his autographs; members of the press were shouting for the conference; flashbulbs were exploding left and right; a few dozen burly cops were trying to restore some semblance of order. And there, smack in the center of the tumult, was a composed, smiling Elvis. He seemed as unruffled and unperturbed as if he were visiting in the home of friends—shaking hands, smiling, signing autographs. His air of quiet confidence seemed to spread to those near him, and the little knot of people surrounding him looked like the calm eye
of a violent hurricane.
Elvis handled himself beautifully during the conference itself. It was a hectic thing, to say the least—with reporters firing questions at machine-gun speed. Elvis sat on the edge of a table, quietly and politely answering as much as he could. I noticed that he called the newsmen Sir,
that none of his answers had even the slightest touch of bravado; if anything, they seemed too humble.
Later, I pressed my way through the crowd to introduce myself. Elvis grasped my hand, looked full into my eyes and smiled warmly. Mr. Clark! I’m so happy to meet you, finally!
he exclaimed. And I knew he meant it. I only talked to Elvis for a few minutes, but the impression I’d formed during the press conference, and the performance before it—that of a fine, sincere, down-to-earth young man, who loves his profession and his audiences—was all the more reinforced.
After that meeting, I began to watch Elvis even more closely. Did you know that he’s one of the few artists around today who’s totally responsible for the sound he creates on his records? El knows just what sound he wants, and he directs the engineers during record-cutting sessions. He’s got an unusually keen ear.
And, incidentally, while I was out in Hollywood making my film debut, I talked to lots of folks who think that El’s got a fine movie career ahead of him—if he chooses to follow it.
I’d also like to say that Elvis deserves only the highest praise for his Army service. His unflinching effort to be just another G.I.,
the way he shunned tempting offers to stay in the public eye, his dedication to his job as a soldier has probably been his finest performance. His example can well serve as a model for any young man—in or out of show business.
Yes, I think Elvis is going to be around for a long time. I don’t think he’s lost any of his popularity—if anything, he’s gained more of a following. The Elvis Presley whom fans welcome home this spring will be a more mature young man, talented as ever—with a bright career ahead of him.
THE FANTASTIC LIFE OF ELVIS PRESLEY - By James Gregory
It’s a strange feeling to hear yourself on a record with Elvis Presley. Strange, but thrilling.
I know, because I had the privilege of cutting a record
with Elvis. Not a musical record, not one of the fabulous Gold Records with which he cut a bright swath across the entertainment world. But this particular record means a great deal to me—and, I suspect, to Elvis.
The record is called Elvis Sails.
One side is a recording of Elvis’ final press conference before leaving for Germany on September 22, 1958, and the other includes his farewell to his U.S. fans. I am one of the writers and editors whose voices are heard asking Elvis questions on his final day in the United States, at the Brooklyn Army Terminal, where the Navy transport U.S.S. Randall was waiting to carry him to Germany.
Why do I feel that record is an important one in the fantastic life of Elvis Presley? Not only because it was made on a memorable day in his life, but primarily because—in his answer to one of my questions—Elvis revealed what seems to me to be most important in his life: his devotion to his late mother, and his dedication to the high ideals she instilled in him as a child. His mother lives on in Elvis through those ideals.
You can hear our words on the record. . . .
Elvis,
I told him, the readers of our magazine asked me to pass along their sympathy to you in the recent death of your mother. And I wonder if you’d like to say a few words of tribute to the way she’s helped you in your life.
Yes, Sir,
Elvis replied, "I certainly would. . . .
"Everyone loves their mother. But I was the only child, and Mother was always right with me all my life. And it wasn’t only like losing a mother. It was like losing a friend, a companion, someone to talk to. I could wake her up any hour of the night, and if I was worried or troubled about something—well, she’d get up and try to help me.
"I used to get very angry at her when I was growing up. It’s a natural thing. When a young person wants to go somewhere or do something and your mother won’t let you, you think, ‘Why, what’s wrong with you?’ But then, later on in the years, you find out and you know that she was right—that she was only doing it to protect you, and keep you from getting in any trouble or getting hurt.
And I’m very happy that she was kind of strict on me— very happy that it worked out the way it did,
Elvis concluded.
Yes, Elvis is glad things worked out the way they did— that he had the stem but loving upbringing that his mother gave him.
Sternness was an easy thing to come by in the Depression years into which Elvis Presley was born. But love—then as always—was rare and to be cherished. All his life Elvis was to cherish the love his mother and father lavished on him, a love that made him feel wanted and secure despite the poverty that threatened his family throughout his early years.
Elvis Aron Presley was born January 8, 1935, in Tupelo, Mississippi, the son of Gladys and Vernon Presley. As his mother put it, We had twins, and we matched their names— Jesse Garon and Elvis Aron. Jesse died when he was born. Maybe that is why Elvis is so dear to us.
But it wasn’t the only reason. From earliest childhood, Elvis was the kind of boy any parent could be proud of—quiet, well-behaved, and yet all boy.
The Presleys had little money. Vernon worked as a sharecropper, and Gladys took a factory job to help out.
Elvis’ family was always deeply religious. And one of his earliest memories is of singing with his father and mother in the First Assembly Church of God in Tupelo. When Elvis was just a little fellow, not more than two years old,
Gladys Presley recalled later, he would slide off my lap, run down the aisle, and scramble up to the platform. He would stand looking up at the choir and try to sing with them. He was too little to know the words, of course, but he could carry the tune.
And so Elvis’ first public performances
were in church, singing the Gospel songs his friends and family loved.
Before long, the three Presleys—little Elvis flanked by his proud parents—were a popular vocal trio at all kinds of church affairs, ranging from camp meetings to conventions. They were much in demand at revival meetings, where Elvis’ piping voice could be heard raised in song, high and clear and unafraid, above his parents’ deeper tones.
In the schools of Tupelo—even the public schools—it was customary to begin the day with a brief devotion. On two mornings, Elvis’ fifth-grade teacher, Mrs. J. C. Grimes, asked if any of the children in her class could say a prayer. There was no answer until the third day. On that day Elvis raised his hand. Not only did he say a prayer, but he also