tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75332250734499778562012-02-16T17:04:02.795-08:00Elvis Presley, live, raw, unfiltered. This is what it was all about. Pure music that stands the test of time.Editornoreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-5475764794399609752008-01-01T08:45:00.000-08:002008-12-10T14:47:55.310-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WprX_Mi9lQM/R3pvKj1StuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lKDE54b3Uk4/s1600-h/cano+3.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WprX_Mi9lQM/R3pvKj1StuI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lKDE54b3Uk4/s320/cano+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150551351059724002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WprX_Mi9lQM/R3pvAD1SttI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cokF-rex5rk/s1600-h/cano+2.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WprX_Mi9lQM/R3pvAD1SttI/AAAAAAAAAFE/cokF-rex5rk/s320/cano+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150551170671097554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WprX_Mi9lQM/R3puaj1StsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-J9iDlFiq-E/s1600-h/cano+1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WprX_Mi9lQM/R3puaj1StsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/-J9iDlFiq-E/s320/cano+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150550526426003138" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-547576479439960975?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-63613080632311797652007-12-09T12:19:00.000-08:002007-12-09T12:20:47.564-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-6361308063231179765?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-25816010592406282702007-10-03T07:28:00.001-07:002007-10-03T07:28:55.611-07:00<embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v620532QHyY8MZ4&id=3186766&player=videodetailsembedded&videoAutoPlay=0" allowFullScreen="true" width="540" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br/><a href="http://www.veoh.com/">Online Videos by Veoh.com</a>Live 1956 TV performance. Elvis is loose and having a great time.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-2581601059240628270?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-15899400396089001892007-10-03T07:24:00.000-07:002007-10-03T07:26:07.767-07:00Jan 6, 1956 appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show. Raw, unedited. This actually is not Elvis' best performance. It is still a fascinating clip though.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-1589940039608900189?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-54872598993666646702007-10-03T07:08:00.000-07:002007-10-03T07:09:18.108-07:00As performed live on the Ed Sullivan Show 1956. Extremely rare footage.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-5487259899366664670?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-38985247856574389152007-10-03T07:03:00.001-07:002007-10-03T07:05:52.368-07:00<embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v599428n9fKQ6Sr&id=3186766&player=videodetailsembedded&videoAutoPlay=0" allowFullScreen="true" width="540" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br/><a href="http://www.veoh.com/">Online Videos by Veoh.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-3898524785657438915?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-39279567079617806722007-10-03T06:47:00.000-07:002007-10-03T06:48:17.068-07:00<embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v599642XewG52MQ&id=3186766&player=videodetailsembedded&videoAutoPlay=0" allowFullScreen="true" width="540" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br/><a href="http://www.veoh.com/">Online Videos by Veoh.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-3927956707961780672?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-71794064410896261892007-10-01T18:12:00.000-07:002007-10-01T18:13:08.262-07:00<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nqExm7YDlQA"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nqExm7YDlQA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-7179406441089626189?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-31278626423315295842007-10-01T17:26:00.000-07:002007-10-01T17:28:27.500-07:001956 appearance on the Ed Sullivan Show<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-3127862642331529584?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-11063675897449049352007-09-30T14:39:00.001-07:002007-09-30T14:40:30.710-07:00Rare, hard to find footage of the king working behind the scenes. Note the silence on the set of his comback special. Shi** and Go*da"*it??? Et tu Elvis?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-1106367589744904935?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-10398178077894338632007-09-30T14:30:00.000-07:002007-09-30T14:32:09.357-07:00Awesome clip. Elvis live with big band. Timing is completely off as Elvis seems to defy following any rules. The overall result is raw, powerful, pure music.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-1039817807789433863?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-319805104104499532007-09-30T14:26:00.000-07:002007-09-30T14:27:29.212-07:00<embed src="http://www.veoh.com/videodetails2.swf?permalinkId=v600293xs7MMyFB&id=3186766&player=videodetailsembedded&videoAutoPlay=0" allowFullScreen="true" width="540" height="438" bgcolor="#000000" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><br/><a href="http://www.veoh.com/">Online Videos by Veoh.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-31980510410449953?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-31742833568408445402007-03-12T07:58:00.000-07:002007-03-12T08:24:16.671-07:00this then<br />the prospect of seeing you again<br /><br />i somehow see myself..and us<br />more clearly<br />and how merry we were together<br /><br />you were blossoming then<br />and though we lay together <br />nightly<br />sometimes tenderly<br />sometimes passionately<br />you awoke virtuous<br /><br />floating down the Volga<br />past endless Russian fields<br />i remember our first moonlit <br />kiss<br />your first ever<br /><br />ah that tender embrace!<br />woman and child in happy<br />harmony<br /><br />you wanted to marry me<br />i wanted answers and time<br />to find them<br /><br />you wanted to make love <br />to me<br />and in hindsight<br />i was such a fool!<br /><br />with heavy heart<br />i flew away<br />seemingly farther<br />than forgotten centuries<br /><br />i remember parting in Moscow<br />deep below the earth<br />you said to me<br />"remember...two stops<br />and you'll find your Kremlin."<br /><br />walking in Red Square<br />had been my dream<br />and in doing so <br />my dream came true<br /><br />but finding Russia?<br />i found her<br />when i found you<br /><br />in time<br />the time i do desperately<br />wanted<br />i also found that<br />my melancholy <br />was a longing<br />for lasting love<br /><br />love it turns out<br />i had with you<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-3174283356840844540?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-90974934225192765842007-03-11T08:26:00.000-07:002007-03-11T08:40:29.779-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs11/300W/i/2006/187/0/7/voluptuous_by_jstyle23.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs11/300W/i/2006/187/0/7/voluptuous_by_jstyle23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />legs crossed<br />and across from me<br />attentive and poised<br />neither to<br />or for<br />me<br /><br />your face<br />and form<br />evoke Chaplin's<br />gilded silver-screen<br /><br />rosy cherub cheeks<br />set upon<br />snow white shoulders<br />tastefully adorned<br />in soft cashmere<br /><br />where modesty<br />fails to conceal<br />voluptuous bounty<br />a glance<br />betrays desire<br /><br />i look to my soul<br />for the decency<br />to turn away<br /><br />and then she smiles<br />and i am naked<br />in the embrace<br />of her happy eyes<br /><br />i imagine her thoughts<br />married to mine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-9097493422519276584?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7533225073449977856.post-69657020482617150362007-03-10T06:41:00.000-08:002007-09-30T14:26:43.438-07:00I sometimes wonder if you wonder as well<br />how if might be<br />the thought of you and me<br /><br />often, or at least at times<br />my glance catches yours<br />and i am unsure of what i see<br /><br />a smoky smoldering gaze<br />veiled by<br />virtuous poise?<br /><br />desire seems to dwell<br />subdued behind<br />deep brown eyes<br />and layers<br />layers and layers of<br />graceful disposition<br /><br />you posed once<br />for my camera <br />hand on chin<br />there within<br /><br />my lense a kind of safety<br />barrier<br />to your potent stare<br /><br />your calm<br />confident stare<br />destroyes composure<br />even through the safety<br />of lense in hand<br />and my mind seems read<br /><br />glimmers of longing seem<br />sadly elegent<br />though my thoughts are<br />absurdly animalistic<br />and barbaric<br /><br />in the calm stalemate of<br />a pose<br />i'm ravishing you<br /><br />my survival<br />to your deepest desire<br /><br />your lips to mine<br />molecules intertwined<br />lost<br />in rapturous abandon<br /><br />somewhere along the dangerous<br />line<br />of love and violence<br />clawing nails<br />conquer death itself<br /><br />my hands pinned to yours<br />and there is the mighty struggle<br />of the absurd and impossible<br />of imagination<br />Perhaps, just perhaps<br />thinking it<br />makes it so<br />Perhaps then<br /><br />eternity<br />alone <br />reaps victory<br />as ultimately<br />muted love<br />dissolves to no consequence<br /><br />therefore i shall not love you<br />for the sake of pleasing<br />curious gods<br /><br />i shall swim in your glances<br />where lost romance dwells <br />where i perhaps am yours<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7533225073449977856-6965702048261715036?l=nakedelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Editornoreply@blogger.com0