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hooked-on-elvis · 3 months

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"Blue Moon" (not specially from Kentucky)

"Blue Moon" is a song first release in 1934, written by Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart, and has become a standard ballad. Early recordings included those by Connee Boswell and by Al Bowlly in 1935. The song was a hit twice in 1949, with successful recordings in the U.S. by Billy Eckstine and Mel Tormé. — Wikipedia

— "Blue Moon" by Connee Boswell (1935)

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This ballad was recorded and performed by many artists over the years including Frank Sinatra, Patsy Cline, The Platters, Dean Martin, Ella Fitzgerald and many others, including our dear Elvis Presley.

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The first time I ever heard a bit of the song "Blue Moon" tho, was performed by actress Rebecca Lee Meza who played young Selena Quintanilla in the movie about the Mexican-American star, "Selena" released in 1997 — *Talk about Jennifer Lopez in that role! She's stunning and so lovely!* — I love that movie beyond words because it's a childhood memory I hold dear, watching this movie with my mom and sister, and I also got to know what Selena Quintanilla meant (who sadly was murdered the very year and month I was born, March 1995. I was just a few weeks old.). Later in life, when I was old enough to make my own choices, I got to learn and appreciate Selena's real self, her songs, admiring her career, her beauty, her talent and charisma, and that I do 'til this very day. The movie did great in portraying her life, but then... the song became something more to me — I'll get there but I wanted to share the the videos and other version of "Blue Moon".

— Oldies Medley: "Blue Moon/We Belong Together" from "Selena" movie (1997)

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I didn't find a recorded version with Selena's real vocals, but The Vidal Brothers recorded the song which was featured in the opening credits in "Selena" (1997 movie). The song Selena used to sing as a child was an arragement by Abraham Quintanilla, Selena's father and manager. He performed the song when he was a member of the male group "The Dinos" in the 60s. He then passed it to Selena and her siblings, "Los Dinõs", who used it in home rehearsals, as the movie "Selena" (1995) shows (the scene above).

Abraham Quintanilla about The Vidal Brother's version below:

"This are the Vidal brothers from Kingsville texas, I brought them to Q productions Recording Studios taught them the kind of harmonies we used to do (The Dinos) they done an excellent job and we used their singing for the beginning of the SELENA movie, the song is a cover song that we The Dinos sang back in 1965." — Mr. Abraham Quintanilla, Selena's father. His comment is from 9 years ago, as he left it on this Youtube video with that song.

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"Blue Moon" by The Vidal Brothers.

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As I said, "Blue Moon" was a familiar tune to me, which I already appreciated but I just had listened so far to the versions featured on the "Selena" movie. And then just a year ago or so, was the first time I heard Elvis singing that song (man, it happened a few times, listening to Elvis singing songs I knew previously from other artists) and my jaw dropped.

It did hit me home listening to my newfound favorite artist singing a song so dear to me.

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"Blue Moon" by Elvis Presley, recorded at Sun Studio on August 19, 1954.

The song was released as single by RCA Victor in 1956 and then featured on Elvis' first LP "Elvis Presley" (1956). The tune gained its rightful place when released on "Elvis: Sunrise" (1999), a compilation album of Elvis Presley's SUN recordings and again on the album "A Boy from Tupelo: The Complete 1953 to 1955 Recordings" (2012).

Sun Records never released Elvis' version on Sun Records. It was among the unused Presley recordings turned over to RCA when it purchased Elvis’ contract in late 1955. It was released, along with three other discarded Sun cuts, on Presley’s first RCA album in March 1956. In September that year, RCA released Blue Moon as a single backed with another Sun recording, Just Because, as part of a mass singles release. It soon became apparent that of the seven singles, Blue Moon/Just Because was selling the best. In its September 22 issue, Billboard listed that single in both its “Coming Up Strong” and “This Week’s Best Buys” lists. “This disk, with emphasis on ‘Blue Moon,’ is stepping out and starting to move,” Billboard reported. Source: elvis-history-blog.com

Some may like Elvis' version, some not, but to me this is an all-time favorite song and Elvis Presley's version is one I'll forever cherish. In spite the sadness in the lyrics, it's a beautiful, loving ballad, and I love his voice on it.

♥

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JUST TO MENTION something I find cool about Selena and Elvis, both artists I high appreciate:

ELVIS AND SELENA AT THE HOUSTON ASTRODOME, HOUSTON, TX [1970/1995]

Selena had a great splendid moment in her career performing at one of the same venues as Elvis, coincidentally the same month even (not the same year tho), a place where he also had one of the greatest moments of his career: The Houston Astrodome, Houston, Texas.

Selena performed there on February 26, 1995. While Elvis was much earlier (and a few times after his first performance there) on February 27, 1970.

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Selena - "Como La Flor" at the Houston Astrodome, Houston, TX, on February 26, 1995.

Elvis at the Houston Astrodome, Houston, TX, on February 27, 1970.

In 1970, on February 27, 28 and March 1, Elvis Presley performed six times at the Houston Astrodome, setting a new attendance record - around 180,000 people attended.

#elvis presley #elvis #elvis the king #selena #selena quintanillla #selena and los dinos #houston astrodome #blue moon #Youtube #elvis fans #elvis fandom #selena quintanilla perez

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skiplo-wave · 2 years

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Rate Johnny’s characters

I'll do one I have seen

Captain Jack Sparrow 12/10 Johnny was perfect person to play slutty bi pirate

Willy Wonka 7.5/10 he's a tumblr sexyman but hot take his Michael Jackson voice sometimes is a miss for me lol

Mad Hatter 7.5/10 I'm surprised he's not on tumblr sexyman list. Not fan of tea but I listen to him ramble for hours

Ichabod Crane 8/10 little Victorian twink. Tell cashier he ask for no pickles

Gellert Grindelwald 6.5/10 honestly the hair just doesn't slap for me. Bleach pineapple headass but dig his outfit

Barnabas Collins 10/10 always hoe for vampires and he had like yandere big tiddy witch could've had it all Barnabas

Sweeney Todd 12/10 who do I need call for Johnny play another goth serial killer huh >:/

Big Bad Wolf 8.5/10 *sighs in furry* this close as we get to werewolf Johnny huh?

Victor Van Dort 8/10 same thing I said for Ichabod

Whitey Bulger 10/10 perfect bango head UwU

Frank Tupelo 11/10 perfect himbo trophy husband. Literally be stupid and look pretty

Edward Scissorhands 120/10 perfect meow meow give his scars all the kissy kissies 🥰🥰🥰

Mort Rainey 9/10 messy dilf that's a hoarder but my god he can write ( so he claim lol)

Gilbert Grape 8/10 boy you fond over in highchool but alas he's a milf hunter

Charles Mortecai 3/10 how did this dumbass get Pepper Potts and Jarvis in his sheets? HOW gimme your cheat codes

Colonel Joll 9/10 breedable thinks he's a top but actually a bottom

Richard Brown 11/10 bi disaster dilf that's also a teacher 😩

Rango 9/10 funky little thespian cowboy

#asks #johnny depp #dilf hours.

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lavila27 · 1 year

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Elvis: The Musical- a review by Lauren Avila

It would seem that the public has a renewed Burnin’ Love for Elvis Presley, without an end in sight. Between the recent Netflix premiere of “Agent Elvis,” Baz Luhrmann’s Oscar-nominated film “Elvis,” and ongoing tourism at Graceland, there is an unquenchable thirst for the King of Rock n’ Roll. Now there is a new way to enjoy the legend and his music. Elvis: The Musical made its West Coast premiere this month and has enjoyed a completely sold out run! The bad news is that the curtain will come down in California very soon. However, this same version will be making its Australian debut later this year!

I managed to get a ticket to a daytime performance where, even in the middle of the day, people flocked to the East Sonora Theater to see Elvis in the building. This show tells the rise of the “kid that changed the world.” Playing the man, the myth, and the legend was Taylor Rodriguez. This was not the first time walking a mile in the blue suede shoes for this performer though. According to his credits, he “has had the honor of performing in many musical productions including the Million Dollar Quartet where he starred as Elvis Presley. In 2017 he was named One of the Top 5 Elvis Tribute Artist in the world. In June of 2019, he was crowned the 2019 Tupelo Elvis Festival Champion. Recently, Taylor Rodriguez was named The 2019 Ultimate Elvis Tribute Artist Champion by Elvis Presley Enterprises (EPE).” As you might expect from an introduction like that, Taylor really captures the voice and the moves of Elvis.

The story begins with a nervous Elvis, waiting to go onstage for his career-changing, 68’ Comeback Special. He faces his younger self, in the form of an adorable 11-year old actor named Asher Berg. Kid Elvis asks him, “What are you doing?” In the midst of this self-reflection, the audience embarks on a journey throughout the life of both young Elvis and Elvis, the icon. The show was comprised of a very strong supporting cast! Personally, I’ve seen Broadway shows, touring companies, regional productions, and community theater. I have found that many times the supporting cast can make or break a show. In this case, they truly contributed to an entertaining afternoon. Major standouts include Christopher Michael, Elizabeth Harlen, Olivia Marie Jones, Sage Spiker, Taylor Tveten, and Dedrick Weathersby. They had the kind of stage presence that made you pay attention to them. Perhaps it was a million watt smile, the passion of a southern Reverend, the excitement of a radio DJ in the 50’s, the corniness of a tv announcer in the 60’s, or even a lovestruck Priscilla.

The book comes from Sean Cercone and David Abbinanti who were wise enough to include all the major players in Elvis’ life, the hits you want to hear, and lines that make you think and feel. I really enjoyed the Jersey Boys-like template that many shows tend to follow these days. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it, right? There were poignant moments of heartbreak, light-hearted points of humor that sparked genuine laughter, and even audience interaction that only an Elvis show could truly justify.

Spoiler warning: My favorite parts included the build up to “That’s Alright,” the interaction of Elvis with the front row during his appearance on The Frank Sinatra Show, the compilation of Elvis making his movies, and all the scenes of Kid Elvis and Adult Elvis.

Considering that this show was put on by a local theater company, I was impressed by the visuals. The set was a modest bi-level stage, encompassed by a Vegas-like semi-circle opening. Vinyl records were mounted to the walls on either side of the stage too. The stage’s projection screen added an immersive element, from spinning records to playing background for Elvis’s movies.The band was present onstage throughout, very convenient since they also doubled as Elvis’ actual bandmates. Unfortunately, power outage problems did occur several times but once again I must commend these professionals for not missing a beat. Strange things are, in fact, happening every day!

I must conclude by highlighting Taylor’s performance. Both his speaking and singing voice were very similar to the hip-swinging musician we all know and love. He accompanied himself on guitar. He pulled off all the moves that history has tied to Elvis. He convinced the audience enough of his character that the women were swooning over him by the time he was interacting with (and kissing) them.

All that said, I will say that the show itself may need to be shook up a bit before hitting the stage again. My biggest problem is that there were hardly any solutions for each storyline and character introduced. If you’re looking for trouble, you may find it in the structure of this show. I came out of it feeling like I was missing something. I believe though, with all the potential that Elvis: The Musical has, it can be a hit. Check out this preview below:

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deppjohnnyforever · 6 months

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#johnny depp #depp #johnny #jd #johnnydepp #john christopher depp ii #justice for johnny depp #justiceforjohnnydepp #johnny depp is innocent #love #legendas #legenda #o turista #the tourist #frank tupelo

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iloveyoujohnnydepp · 3 months

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Johnny Depp and Co-Star Angelina Jolie attend The Tourist photocall at Villamagna Hotel in Madrid, Spain (December 16, 2010)

Re: Johnny Depp as Frank Tupelo/Alexander Pierce and Angelina Jolie as Elise Clifton-Ward in The Tourist (2010) dir. Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck

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filmesbrazil · 1 year

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#filme #filmes #film #movie #movies #cinema #o turista #the tourist #elise clifton ward #angelina jolie #frank tupelo #johnny depp

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aliypop · 5 months

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That's Alright For Such a Night (Rewrite Chapter 6)

Word Count: 3,293

Writers Note: So far I'm enjoying rewriting this, and Now I'm adding and Rewriting my fanfic series Anyway you do into it to really solidify the timeline.

Warning: mostly fluff / Historic Language and Values

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis

Plot: During the Louisiana Hayride two breakout stars meet in a rush only to learn they've dealt their cards in the hands of fate.

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8

Tennessee July 3rd, 1956

"How am I gonna cover this up, my boy."

"Any way you do." Elvis shrugged. Tom was nearly devastated, sitting in his office looking at Elvis like a parent would, "You are already in trouble for dancing like a colored man... Now this!" he slammed the newspaper on the table,

"Lightin' up, Colonel. It was just some fun." Elvis smiled, thinking about all the fun he had that night. He felt like Elvis again, not the Elvis that was available for everyone, but the small-town poor kid from Tupelo who was with the love of his life.

"We were just gettin our kicks," Cecelia said, putting on her pink sling-back heels.

"Some kicks!" Denise shouted, "Cecelia Shanel Valmos! Just on the other side of us in Alabama, there's the bus protest where we're getting beaten and slandered for having this skin color,"

"It's not that serious." she rolled her eyes, "I mean, the bus protest is, but Pres and I.."

"Pres and you doing what. You could lose fans over this."

"You could lose fans over this, Elvis." Tom slammed his fist on the table,

"Already lost 'em with that damn hound dog trick Colonel," he said, pushing his hair back.

"What's so special about him anyways..." Denise asked, sitting back in her chair.

"Mama..." Her mother glared at her when her Southern accent arrived,

"Mother, he's kind and sweet. He's crossing barriers. Maybe I could, too." Cecelia said as she looked love sick, her mother slash manager hating every inch of it,

"The only barriers you could cross is in music."

"Maybe that's what I wanna do," she mumbled,

"And besides, why not Chuck Berry or Little Richard." her mother kept listing artists. Cecelia was picking up a pattern here, but she wouldn't call her mother out on it.

"Mama Little Richard ain't exactly uh... well..a lady's man." she hinted as her mother rolled her eyes, "And besides, El is good people. We're neck and neck on the charts." she smiled, "And we toured together."

"Yeah, neck and neck on the charts with a colored woman who pretends to be you," Tom mentioned as Elvis groaned,

"She ain't pretending to be me. If anything, she's better than me."

"How's that, my boy..."

"Well, she's got stage presence. It's like she commands the crowd, and they listen."

"They do the same to you." Tom rolled his eyes, looking at contracts.

"Yeah, but when she does it... it's I can't explain it..." he sighed. He was lovesick. And he had it so bad it was like a fevering cold.

"She's..."

"Brave, mother, I mean, he goes up there coat tails looks like a butler still manages to look handsome and, Mornin Midge."

"Morning, Cece, talking about Mr. Presley again."

"When is she not." Denise sighed, "Lately, he's all she's got on her tongue." Midge nearly choked at her boss's words,

"Well, uh, You've got some memos and calls, Mrs. Valmos," Midge said as she was walking towards her desk in the office,

"From who?" Denise questioned,

"Frank Sinatra, Ella, Sammy, Dean, Sam," Midge sipped her coffee, "And an Elvis A Presley." she smiled as Denise took the card that had Elvis's number on it,

"Oh no, this is for Ms. Valmos only." Midge took the card from her hand,

"For me..." Midge gave her a nod,

"Tell him I'll call him back."

"Tell him to stop calling the studio so damn much..." Denise rolled her eyes.

"I'll handle it..." Midge smirked,

Cecelia dialed the number on the card. She could hear the phone ring as a lump in her throat appeared. It wasn't like they didn't talk all the time, but Cececlia had never been scared to have someone answer the phone,

"Hello, Elvis, darlin!"

"Who is this..."

"Cecelia Valmos and you are?"

"Mrs. Gladys Presely, his mother." she glared at her son, who was in the kitchen eating a quick lunch, covering the bottom half of the phone. She took a deep breath,

"Elvis Aaron Presley...How many times have I told you stop givin' those wayward girls the family phone number?"

"Mama, I-I..."

"There's one on the phone now, Booby. Says her name is Cecelia Valmos, which can't be right cause the only Valmos I know is the jazz singer and-"

Elvis took the phone from his mother as he cleared his throat from embarrassment.

"I-I uh uhm Cece, Hi!. Hey..." he tried to play it cool as she laughed,

"Hey El, I was, uhm, returning your call. My manager, Uh, well, she hung up on you." Cecelia laughed as she leaned against the wall, trying to act cool as Midge walked by and rolled her eyes, laughing at her.

"Figures... Hey, look, you doing anything tomorrow night,"

"I can't. I'm flying to New York for a performance taping."

"O-oh, I see." he had a tone of despair.

"Why, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"El...EP... Pres.. Sugar... Dumplin, Mr. Pretty Blue Eyes, tell me." she said as he blushed,

"Nothing Cece, uh, enjoy New York an bring me back one of them big hot dogs." he laughed.

"Thanks..." she sighed. Something had to be wrong, but what was it.

"You look sad, Booby.." Gladys sighed,

"I'm fine, mama."

"Looks like it's about a girl..." Vernon smirked,

"It seems like it always is with you." Gladys shook her head,

July 4th 1956 Memphis Tennessee, / New York City

The plane ride to New York was relaxing, but all she could think of was why in the world did Elvis sound so upset. Did she say something wrong, or did her mother say something wrong? Laying back in her seat as she was overthinking, Cecelia was rushed to NBC studios and her dressing room.

"Midge," Cecelia called out as she looked at the dresses picked for her to wear. They were all more modest and hardly even danceable, not that she had a problem with modesty, but she was known as the rock n roll pinup. The Risque roller. It was an image she was leaning into.

"What's wrong, Cece."

"It's about Pres," she sighed, dressed in the bright yellow detachable cumberbund skirt dress.

"Oh, tonights the Russwood Park Concert." Cecelia looked at her, confused,

"It's the biggest event in anyone's career," Midge smirked, "Your mother also booked you here so you wouldn't run into Elvis cause of your current scandal..."

"Can we still get back in time before he performs..." Cecelia asked, ignoring her last statement.

"I can arrange something."

After Cecelia performed, she sat in front of Ed Sullivan, in front of an America that didn't resemble her. But here she was on her best behavior.

"Lovely to have the daughter of the Legendary Valmos with us tonight. Tell us how you keep your nails so pretty while playing the guitar."

"A guitar pick and practice." she smiled.

"And those moves. Now I remember seeing you on another show dancing like a... ah, what's his name, the Elvis fellow." he laughed, "Tell me any inspiration from him?"She sighed, knowing what question was coming next, "How's it feel to be compared to him as the lady Elvis... or are you perhaps his lady..." she was asked as she was about to open her mouth.

"I'm joking. You might not even be Elvis's type." Ed laughed, "Since you two are kinda similar," as Cecelia laughed. Cecelia wanted to vomit,

"Actually, he and I are great friends..." she smiled, "We've been on tour from 54 to 55 together, and we learned a lot from each other."

"So when do you plan to settle down."

Thousands of screaming fans flooded the park as the cop cars and escorts drove into Russwood Park. Elvis was trembling like a leaf, with one person on his mind, and she wasn't there. He'd thought about what she'd say or a little joke she'd tell him, but it wasn't the same without her there.

"What are you gonna sing, my boy."

"I'll know it when I feel it." was all he had to say. He was all dressed in black. And he was ready to make a statement. Elvis wanted to be taken seriously. Sure, he was a singer. He was young. Elvis also wasn't a fool. And Elvis wanted his fans to know he wouldn't be some tails-wearing guy who would change for some lousy TV people from New York City. Elvis was a Tupelo, Mississippi, boy. And he was proud of it. And if anyone was looking for trouble, they came to the right place.

"Midge, can you drive any faster!" Cecelia shouted, the two nearly racing down the street in Midge's red Chevrolet Bel Air,

"And get a ticket and end up in jail and dead, fuck no!" she sighed, putting the pedal to the metal. Bobbing and weaving through traffic,

"You did it when we were on tour!"Cecelia smirked,

"Oh, what the hell, let's go!" Midge smirked back,

"You're gonna do great out there, Booby..." Gladys smiled, kissing his cheek,

"Just don't go wigglin a pinky, son," Vernon laughed. Both Gladys and Elvis shook their heads at his joke.

"Come on, come on, come on..." Cecelia sighed. The lines were atrocious, and the security was multiplied by 100. Getting an idea, Midge looked at Cecelia and groaned, "You're not ripping that dress... It's custom-made Dior."

"Don't care..." Detaching her skirt, Cecelia took her shoes off as she began to climb the hot metal gate, hoping security wouldn't notice her and her tree-climbing skills wouldn't fail her now.

"Hey, you in the yellow!"

"Shit..." she mumbled to herself,

"Me..." she pointed to herself.

"Yeah, you!" The guard pointed to her. Cecelia was at the top of the gate. The height from where she was was a tad too high, but either she jumped or missed the performance in total.

"Ain't you that jazz singin' colored woman's kid."

"Yeah, I am..."

"Then get yer ass down here!" Cecelia gulped and jumped. Now, she had to find a way to get closer to the stage. There was a straight line in the middle, but it was also the color barrier, and Cecelia couldn't risk breaking it. Or maybe she could,

Midge grumbled, looking through the gate. She could see Cecelia preparing to make a run for it via the segregation rope God. Did she hope Cecelia would do what she had in mind?

"Godspeed, Cece..."

"Those city folks ain't gonna change me none!" the music began to start, and so did her feet,

"Oh, her mother's gonna kill me." She was on the wrong side of the tracks, running as if her life depended on it. But at the same time, this was her boyfriend. Midge only hoped he'd be there for her the way she was for him. As the performance ended, Cecelia went to find him backstage, running like the flash to get to him, until Cecelia saw a beautiful blonde kissing him. Her heart sank, and suddenly, all she could think of was running towards the studio and recording her feelings.

How do you think I feel?

Well, I know your love's not real

The Boy I'm mad about is just a gadabout

How do you think I feel?

King Creole Premier Hollywood, California July 2nd, 1958

"Elvis, look at the camera!"

"No, look at this one!"

"Elvis over here!"

The crisp California air was no stranger to Mr. Presley, nor were the cameras and interviews. This had been his 4th movie premiere in the span of only 2 years, and the press and women loved him. But there was something still missing, or more like someone still missing. Elvis had taken The Colonel's advice to try to forget about Cecelia. But it was hard, especially since she hadn't talked to him much between her interviews, tours, and films. And he couldn't blame her. She wanted to go on a break with their relationship, but He'd been on numerous dates, some his mother didn't approve of, others that she did approve of too much. But they weren't her.

As he continued walking down the red carpet, he heard and saw the commotion coming from down the carpet. He could smell the scent of Femme de Rochas perfume, making him do a double take on the scent, and he could feel the ground shift from the switch in her walk.

"Cecelia tells about your tour!"

"Ms.Valmos, The Lucile Ball radio show? How's that going?"

"When are you gonna settle down?'

Cecelia had been the talk of every household. And now, on the red carpet, her once long locks of 1956 were now cut into a short bob, similar to Betty Boop. She was in a skin-tight lilac dress with a satin ribbon bow around her waist and black Dior gloves, walking further down as she smiled. Cecelia loved it, but she had to be honest. Cecelia missed Elvis. Sure, things had gotten rocky after Russwood Park, but he was her best friend.

"All the rumors are true," she said with her signature smile. Cecelia had been busy, now finding her footing in Rock n Roll and blues, becoming a heartthrob, and attending rallies with King since her debacle in 56. She was quite the cat's meow. There were still more questions, and she answered them all the best she could. As Cecelia kept walking, Midge saw, some friends of hers that she wanted to say hi to.

"Say there I've never seen you be..."

"Elvis..." her heart was pounding, he was more handsome than she remembered,

"Fore..." Elvis looked at her as she hugged him,

"Look at you and your hair..." he was mesmerized by her new look. Standing before him wasn't the same 21-year-old woman running him out of crowds. No, she was a beautiful bombshell, and he couldn't take his eyes off her when she hugged him. He wanted to hold her forever. He wanted. To apologize for all the stuff he'd done. Elvis wanted her back.

"Pres.." she kissed his cheek, red lipstick lingering,

"Oh, sorry, you probably got a girl now an-"

"Actually, I don't... I-I uh, I came here by myself minus The Colonel." he laughed, "Bet you got a ton of men following you."

Cecelia laughed, "Oh me, nah, came with Midge. You remember Midge, right?"

"Your mama's assistant,"

"Yeah." she blushed, her eyes lost in his own. Something about him in the suit was doing it for her. It was like she was back during the Hayride days, and she had first glanced at him,

"Would you maybe wanna be my date then?"

"Me your date?" she laughed,

"Oh, come on, doll, you know you're still in love with me." he laughed as she looked up at him. This was true, but she'd never admit it, so she'd hoped she wouldn't.

"Where'd you hear that Pres."

"One of those magazines." he laughed, taking her hand and walking into the theater. Midge wasn't too far away, but she gave them space.

Watching Elvis act had been one of her favorite things, especially when it came to his kiss scenes. She'd imagine herself instead of the actresses, which was how her mother caught her accidentally kissing a microphone.

She was on the edge of her seat the entire time, and he was loving every second of it. Raking his arm, he placed it over her shoulder as she leaned closer to him. He had been focused on her the entire time, almost like he wanted to see the world through her eyes, the way that she saw him. He had noticed that when he sang Trouble she was breathlessly mesmerized, in a trance even.

"Hey, Cece..."

"Shush... you're singing," she responded as he chuckled a little. When the movie finally came to an end. There was Cecelia and Elvis walking out together laughing, and joking like they used to do,

"I never asked why you stormed off during Russwood." She felt her heart sink again as she remembered that night.

"You saw me..."

"In bright yellow," he added,

"I had to leave early..."

"Cece..."

"An emergency..."

"Cecelia Shanel Valmos, don't lie to me..."

"I saw you kiss another girl and."

"You thought I was cheating on you..."

"Yeah, I did..." Stepping closer to her, Elvis took her hand on his cheek,

"Doll, I would never hurt you like that... But,"

"The Colonel made you do it." She took his hand away from his face as he nodded,

"Yeah, he did, actually..." Elvis sighed as Cecelia shook her head, "You gotta tell him what you're going to do, who you are, your Elvis Presley, Now Danny Fisher." she poked at him as he smiled, " Most importantly, A man I'd like to kiss again." the last part slipping out of her mouth.

"You wanna kiss me again?" he blushed,

"I wanna kiss Danny Fisher."

"Darlin, I am..."

"Are you, though?" Cecelia said as she winked at him. Elvis tilted her chin up as he leaned in and kissed her sweetly. A bit of need and longing. Her arm was around his neck, the other on his chest. When he pulled away, her knees nearly went weak, and she could hardly stand. "Darlin... I think there's somethin between us and... It's the most alive I've ever felt." Elvis said,

"Pres." She looked at him. "What do we do about this..."

"I don't know, but it's gotta be before September."

"Why's that?" She looked at him,

"Well... I leave for Germany." he sighed, kissing her hand. "Right, the draft." a sad look in her eyes,

"Hey, It's only July. We got time." he grinned, "

Guess we do." she smiled, "So let's make the most of it."

Memphis Tennessee July 4th, 1958,

"Wanna explain who's this girl you're kissin?" Gladys said as Elvis sunk down like a puppy dog. "Who we haven't met yet..." she smiled at him, both hands on her hips as Vernon smirked,

"Cecelia Valmos and it was just a kiss, nothing else." he blushed hard,

"Damn, you're just as red as the carpet," Vernon mentioned, "If you like her all that much... then let us meet her." he shrugged,

"Cecelia, you can't keep compromising yourself." Denise said, she sighed, "We cleaned your image, and now you're kissing him on red carpets!"

"What's so bad about that!"

"You're not of his kind!" she slammed her fist on the table,

"I KNOW THAT, MAMA!" she sighed, "But give him a chance." Cecelia tried to calm down. She took a deep breath."I'm 23 now, and I can make my own decisions."

"Baby, he'll only hurt you, like you know who. Hurt you! she shouted, watching her daughter leave out the door.

"DON'T YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME CECELIA... DAMN IT!"

"Where's she going, Midge,"

"I don't know."

Tears streamed down her face as she drove like a bat out of hell to Graceland. It was late, but she needed to see him. She needed to get away from the madness, away from feeling like a cooped-up songbird in a cage.

"Hold me close, hold me tight," she heard her radio start to play, " Make me thrill with delight." she took a deep breath, "Let me know where I stand from the start." she could see the gates sprinkled with fans waiting, " I want you, I need you, I-I love you..." pulling into the gate, she drove to the front of his house.

"With all my heart..."

"Cecelia..." she ran into his arms as she sobbed, " Won't you please be my own? " she looked up at him. As he wiped her tear-stained cheeks. "Never leave me alone.

'Cause I die every time we're apart..." he focused on her voice,

"I want you, I need you, I-I-I love you...With all my heart"

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