Acts And Entertainments
February, 1972
It's hard to remember, but time was when Elvis Presley was an evil dude, True Grease in the flesh: He looked like his idea of a good time was to kick ass at the Friday-night rumble; he waggled his crotch like he knew how to use it; and he sang dirty ole rock 'n' roll--an unbeatable combination. You had to look up to anyone who so thoroughly offended everybody from college age on up. So when we heard The King was back on the road again, we hopped a plane for . . . Cleveland, just the right dreary...
