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mcflysst4rgir1 · 10 months
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yall i only realised i have more or less the whole "sinatra show" (elvis & sinatra) on my phone, like i think i need help, but what i couldn't get over was frank thanking the colonel like girl, frank. baby. what. like it really boiled my blood something awful, anyway.
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how cute is elvis in this? um
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marisatomay · 1 year
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i’m a bit bummed at how little recognition NOPE has received this awards season i will say it
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jhoneybees · 20 days
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Have you ever thought about when you read fanfics, you feel so comfortable in that universe you're reading?? I'm specifically talking about Elvis X reader or CG!Elvis X little!Reader.
It just feels like home, homely, and gosh to live in that universe would be a dream, yeah it's probably a fan 'thing' I don't know how to explain it.
Just UGHHH to feel Elvis engulf you in his firm, strong arms, resting your head on his chest after his long day of recording, getting kisses on the cheek from him and getting called darlin', sweetie, sweetheart, baby, babydoll, doll, love bug, my girl.
UGHHHHHH I miss him so much, I want to cry.
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Just look at him...oh. my. god.
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loving-elvis · 8 days
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My favorite 50s!Elvis photos, part 151 of ∞;  Forever Grateful To Alfred Wertheimer
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doll-elvis · 8 months
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y’all- I just found out that this medallion necklace that we always see Elvis wearing in late 70s was made by Lisa Marie 😭
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(source: Sean Shaver, who photographed Elvis’ concerts)
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vintagepresley · 4 days
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He’s so cute. That smile is everything. 🤍☺️
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suraemoon · 7 months
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“Let me out on a show for you, daddy. Let me put on a show.”
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joons · 8 months
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i finally got to see reinventing elvis, and a detail that really broke my heart was how steve binder described the first time the special was screened for elvis. with the memphis mafia in the room, the room was quiet because elvis wasn't saying anything, and no one would respond until they knew what elvis' thoughts were. after the screening, elvis asked everyone to leave except him and steve, and he immediately relaxed and watched the whole thing again, enthusing to steve about everything they'd managed to achieve, laughing and cheering and clapping for the crew and himself. i--
one thing that draws me so much to elvis and his story is this idea of your identity becoming fractured, how you always have to see yourself through the eyes of an audience. for elvis, his first audiences during childhood were his bullies and his mother. for everyone else, he slipped under the radar, until music gave him the strength to be himself. that uncertainty and anxiety that came from revealing yourself to others never left him and became worse the more his music became the way to protect his mother and family from poverty forever. he had to choose between providing for others and expressing himself. and if a bully or a critic didn't have what it took to silence him, then his own need to protect and nurture others did. just knuckle down, make the bad movie, take care of everyone who depends on you. and as his fame grew, the audiences he needed to protect and please grew more numerous and varied; they were teenage girls and mini-rockers who thought he'd sold out in the army and distinguished vegas crowds and politicians and his friends who were also employees who were also snitching to the colonel. not only is it a panopticon existence, but there's nowhere to rest without gladys, no single person he can shelter his complete self inside. he would share his feelings only if he trusted that you wouldn't laugh or be cruel. and it was very difficult to keep track of what parts of him each audience liked, whether he was allowed to cry in front of these guys, whether they'd laugh at him for knowing classical music, whether his interests would bore someone to tears. he couldn't tell them how important this special was to him, how relieved and proud he was of it. because that relief and pride felt too fragile to be shared except with the person beside him that he knew felt it too. (binder talked about how miserably nervous he was because he was having his own doubts about whether what he'd made was any good at all.)
i wonder if that was part of why he loved giving other people his time. that one-on-one connection gave others HIS audience, a happy one, where he could reassure them and take pride in them and build them up in a way he very rarely got back. he did stuff like that all the time, praying with people, giving them advice, sharing private jokes, asking about their lives. it's like he was taking in all the criticism and all the love he might get from his own audiences and reflecting it back very gently on someone else, just the two of them, so they knew he was being sincere, hoping someone would bridge that connection with him, that they would realize they didn't have to "act" for him, so he could let his guard down too, even just for a moment. he didn't ask for much more, but he deserved that full feeling of safety and belonging.
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presleysgirl6 · 9 months
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To us fans it’s more than just missing Elvis Presley, it’s missing the presence of a person who has changed all of our lives and brought all of us together even though most of us never met or knew him personally. I could never truly put into words what Elvis, his music, his life and his legacy mean to me. He’s a connection to my grandmother and a whole string of beautiful memories of her leading me to becoming a fan. He’s a fascinating person with a life as complex as the universe with all its little idiosyncrasies. He’s an man, who like the rest of us, was so utterly human. He’s an interstellar, cosmic experience and although I never knew him personally, he has always felt like a friend. Sweet boy I hope you know how many people love you, and anyway, don’t be a stranger 💖
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vintageshanny · 6 months
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I love this story from George Klein. It’s just adorable how excited Elvis would get about things. ❤️ Also, I would absolutely love a rolling bookcase. Monogrammed with EP. 😍
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curly-italian · 18 days
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hooked-on-elvis · 3 months
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Sept, 1956.
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valkaryah · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ELVIS! january 8th, 1935 - august 16th, 1977
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loving-elvis · 3 months
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My favorite 50s!Elvis photos, part 127 of ∞; Friday Smiles 💖
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doll-elvis · 9 months
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꧁ “All this love I have for you…I don’t know where to put it now that you are gone” - Lang Leav
Another year has gone by without you and it hasn’t gotten any easier
I know I should be looking back on your life with a smile and be proud of all you've accomplished but I cannot stop the terrible sadness I feel for you. And I cannot stop the tears from coming when I think of what could have been and what was taken from you and everyone who loved you on August 16th, 1977
I'm thinking about how you could have still been here. You would have been able to see your baby Lisa Marie grow up into the talented and beautiful woman she was. You would have been the one to teach her to drive and, most likely, the one to buy her first car. And I bet you would have been the happiest "grand-pappy" the day Riley was born and taken home from the hospital
You could have also celebrated your 88th birthday this year as an old man with grey hair, or maybe Larry Geller would still be dyeing it pitch-black for you. Maybe you would have been holding your great-granddaughter Tupelo to your chest while your loved ones surrounded you, singing happy birthday. You would have been even happier to be the “great-grandpappy”
But that’s not what happened for you or your family and it breaks my heart
Rather than growing old, you passed away at the age of 42
On that night, you kissed and put Lisa Marie to bed for the very last time, not knowing it would be your last, not knowing you'd be gone just hours later. You left this world alone and quietly in the early hours of the morning without a proper goodbye, leaving so much unsaid by the people who loved you and wanted you to know. You left feeling like you hadn’t done enough to be remembered but it’s now 46 years later Elvis, and you are just as loved as you were then
And I am so grateful to say that I am one of the many people you reached, who love you, and think about you every single day. The impact that you have left on me cannot even be measured or described. I will forever be indebted to you Elvis, and all the ways that you left this world more beautiful than you found it. Truthfully, I wouldn’t want to live in a world that wasn’t touched by you. You make the days more bearable with your music and your presence, and I know that whenever I need comfort or happiness I can find it in something you did
You were simply unique and completely irreplaceable… the world has felt so dull and so empty since you left it. I truly mean it when I say that I love you Elvis, and if there is a way, I hope you know just how much
I miss you more than words could be said, and I’ll miss you until my last breathe. Rest in peace my love
Love “allways”,
𝒜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓁
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peaceloveelvis · 9 months
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God took you home 46 years ago today, but I know one day I'll see you in Heaven, face-to-face, and it will be more beautiful than I can imagine. It's difficult not to be sad today, but I know you wouldn't want me to cry. In fact, I can picture you saying, "Don't cry, Honey." I also feel at peace this morning knowing you are where you want to be, and now you are finally with your little girl again.
The last few days, you have appeared to me, singing to me outside my bedroom window. This morning I woke up and again, I heard you singing your song. To feel your presence brings me such comfort and I feel so incredibly blessed.
When I visited you, the feel of your presence was the greatest gift I could have ever received. I will carry you in my heart always. I don't know why God placed you in my life, Elvis, but I thank him every day for you.
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Remember Me
"I'd like to be remembered when I'm gone from this Earthly life, for my efforts to bring joy, happiness and a time of freedom from everyday cares to other human beings... Just think of me as the redbird, in a winter worn bush on a snowy day — a bit of color in a sometimes dreary world." -Unknown
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