Memphis: we are booked in at Graceland RV Campground, on the
Elvis complex. The campsite sectors are all named after Elvis songs. We’re in
Hound Dog Street. We approached the campsite along Lonely Street, past
Heartbreak Hotel, which is a real hotel.
We start with Elvis’ house, Graceland. It was built in 1939
and bought by Elvis in 1957. This is it, an impressive 23 room posh house, but
it’s not the fabulous vast mansion you’d anticipate from possibly the world’s
most successful singer (i.e. one billion record sales). He stayed on there
because he liked it.
The décor in the rooms was all chosen by Elvis. A selection
of photos tells the story. This is the lounge & music room.
Billiard room next. Walls & ceiling are covered in
pleated material.
The Jungle Room, another lounge. Waterfall running down
opposite wall, off camera. Shagpile
carpet on floor and ceiling.
TV room, in cellar, next to billiard room. On being told
that President Johnson watched three tv’s at once, so he didn’t miss anything
important, Elvis did the same, hence the 3 sets, all on.
There are many more rooms, all done out in similar top-of-the-range
70’s style bling. Other commentators have been less than kind to Elvis’ furnishing
taste and said it was typical rags-to-riches white trash glitzy tat. Depends on
whether you’re an Elvis fan, I suppose!
But there can be no argument about his success: a billion records
sold. This is just one side of his gold disc gallery, for the USA.
But back to the glitz. There were numerous (say, 30) white
jumpsuits on display from his Las Vegas years, 1969-1976. It’s always these
that Elvis impersonators wear, which usually turn him into more of a comic
caricature than the charismatic professional that he had become by that time.
More glitz! The pink Cadillac. The car museum held about 20
of Elvis’ vehicles, mostly OTT cars like the one in the photo, but also
included buggy types and even a digger that he loved to use on the estate.
Planes goes with the lifestyle, and Elvis had two: a Convair
880 converted passenger jet and a Lockheed Jetstar executive jet. Both were
part of the exhibits. Here’s the bigger one, the Convair.
More glitz. Inside were real gold trimmed fittings, like
taps and sinks, and seat belt clasps. This is the dining room with Jane taking the
part of honoured guest.
This blog's been rather lengthy, but it’s a big exhibition
and very visual. It was all very well presented and enjoyable. We finish
with the Musical Gates through which you enter Graceland.
Jane & I wouldn’t have said we were great Elvis fans
before this visit, but he emerged as a much more talented artiste than we
thought. We saw videos of performances throughout his career demonstrating a greater range of material and ability than we had given him
credit for. His films excepted. These were pretty dire, but then Elvis himself
thought so too. So we now we’ll close the (musical) gates on Elvis, and move
on.
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