There may be uncountable books on the King, and maybe they are in the thousands. Elvis Presley books are always in high demand and new ones appear all the time out of nowhere. It is a subject of top interest indeed. Voracious readers will always have something new to devour about his magical life. There is always something else they want to know.
They have his life story, of course: an usher at the Loews in Memphis and a truck driver in the early days. This only surviving twin of Gladys and Vernon Presley had a deep spiritual soul. He was always searching for his true self and is said to have been missing something. He probably died without having found it as he was overweight and on drugs.
Elvis thus was on a constant quest to find himself and the meaning of his life. He was successful, married the love of his life, divorced her, and made a fortune. He did inauspiciously on the john. It is ironic that he was reading a book entitled, Search for the Face of Jesus by Frank Adams.
He did not keep much of the money he had accumulated. He was the victim of many bad business deals and the growing economic needs of his entourage. Priscilla had to recover a lot of his wealth after his death by licensing his music. The demand for his hit songs never ends. But he left life without not much more than a million dollars to his name.
This is the stuff of legends and we eat it all up. We cry at the story about losing a key role opposite Barbra Streisand in A Star is Born. Colonel Tom Parker, his perennial manager, refused to let him take second billing, but he lost a major opportunity to jump start a serious film career. He was always subjected to such whims. No wonder he lost much of his fortune to bad business deals.
The fact that he died in the bathroom is not surprising. After all, he had a real barber chair ensconced there. He was wont to read for periods of time. He died sadly and suddenly with no warning, rhyme, or reason. He had just finished a stint at the piano (still in the racquetball court at Graceland to this day) and was not in bad spirits. He had just crooned "Blue Eyes Cryin' in the Rain" and "Unchained Melody, " two favorites.
If you are looking for hidden meanings, they aren't in these books. It is the same story time and again about a Tennessee lad who made it bigger than big. But he was often lonely, even in a room full of people like his grand room at the Hilton in Los Vegas. You can see a note displayed at Graceland that reveals his soul, "I'm the only person I know who can walk into a room full of people and be alone."
It is a colorful greater than life story and the man was to become a legend. He is buried next to his beloved mother at Graceland, moved in 1977 from the Forest Hill Cemetery in Memphis. Thousands of fans make the pilgrimage to Graceland each year. These same people buy the books that perpetuate the life and loves of the King.
They have his life story, of course: an usher at the Loews in Memphis and a truck driver in the early days. This only surviving twin of Gladys and Vernon Presley had a deep spiritual soul. He was always searching for his true self and is said to have been missing something. He probably died without having found it as he was overweight and on drugs.
Elvis thus was on a constant quest to find himself and the meaning of his life. He was successful, married the love of his life, divorced her, and made a fortune. He did inauspiciously on the john. It is ironic that he was reading a book entitled, Search for the Face of Jesus by Frank Adams.
He did not keep much of the money he had accumulated. He was the victim of many bad business deals and the growing economic needs of his entourage. Priscilla had to recover a lot of his wealth after his death by licensing his music. The demand for his hit songs never ends. But he left life without not much more than a million dollars to his name.
This is the stuff of legends and we eat it all up. We cry at the story about losing a key role opposite Barbra Streisand in A Star is Born. Colonel Tom Parker, his perennial manager, refused to let him take second billing, but he lost a major opportunity to jump start a serious film career. He was always subjected to such whims. No wonder he lost much of his fortune to bad business deals.
The fact that he died in the bathroom is not surprising. After all, he had a real barber chair ensconced there. He was wont to read for periods of time. He died sadly and suddenly with no warning, rhyme, or reason. He had just finished a stint at the piano (still in the racquetball court at Graceland to this day) and was not in bad spirits. He had just crooned "Blue Eyes Cryin' in the Rain" and "Unchained Melody, " two favorites.
If you are looking for hidden meanings, they aren't in these books. It is the same story time and again about a Tennessee lad who made it bigger than big. But he was often lonely, even in a room full of people like his grand room at the Hilton in Los Vegas. You can see a note displayed at Graceland that reveals his soul, "I'm the only person I know who can walk into a room full of people and be alone."
It is a colorful greater than life story and the man was to become a legend. He is buried next to his beloved mother at Graceland, moved in 1977 from the Forest Hill Cemetery in Memphis. Thousands of fans make the pilgrimage to Graceland each year. These same people buy the books that perpetuate the life and loves of the King.
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