Elvis promoting Jail House Rock, 1957. I hated his movies. He was my mother’s generation. I do not remember my mother ever watching him, though his movies were on in early t.v. in the Philippines, along with Nida Blanca musicals, etc.
But one of his seventies songs has invaded my novel, The Unintended: Suspicious Minds, live, 1970, from a concert album called That’s the Way It Is.