Crap Elvis levitating above the mainstage
"The owner of the light blue Datsun, you've left your lights on"
Well, that was interesting! Despite the heavy rains just before showtime, an astonishing amount of people stuck around to be entertained/offended during the mainstage performance (photos above). They expected Crap, and they got it. Although it did seem all too easy to convince them to sing the word's "You can't sing and you're crap. We don't doubt that. In fact you're just a loser baby" to the end of the show's final song "Suspicious Bags" (to the tune of Suspicious Minds).
Because of the rain, the video was shot from the stage so unfortunately the sound didn't turn out too great, so I'll hopefully pop the video of the performance from The Dock on the site tomorrow instead.
And the festival in general? Amazing (biggest one ever), surreal (gangs of marauding Elvii everywhere you look), and ultra friendly. The official symbol of international friendship has to be the Elvis suit. In fact, whilst I was chatting to Gordon the Scottish Elvis, he informally put forward his plan to solve the middle east crisis. Suddenly it all made sense. Who could possibly act violently towards a man in a white jumpsuit and cheap wig. If the UN are reading this now (could happen), forget about aid packages for both sides, let's airdrop Elvis suits to Hammas and Israel and turn the Gaza strip into a Vegas strip. Job done. Right, Zimbabwe you're next (anyone know Mugabe's shoe size?).
And to follow up from a previous post....you want a woman in a knitted Elvis wig....here you go...
How about the local mayor in a jumpsuit
In fact a man in a $30 Elvis suit could almost go unnoticed. Almost.
But not a man dressed as a cow...dressed as Elvis.
(didn't get photos of the koala and giraffe also gyrating, but they were there)
When marketing gets carried away...
Where does she think she's going in that suit? Round the world?!
It's always the same. You wait ages for a Priscilla to come along, then 9 come along at once.
Another day, another gig on a train in the world's worst Elvis suit.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I will now put my pants back on"
And they all lived happily ever after.
Local boy 75 year old Stan. The wig started as a small hairy mole.
"Live" at The Dock bar/restaurant. Some say it had an "unplugged" feel about it. Most reckon that the sound system should have been.
Will sing for drinks.
Onstage at the Parkes Hotel. Someone must have left chewing gum on the floor.
Collective noun suggestions for a group of Elvis' (Elvii):
A burger/jumpsuit/hunka/karaoke/tragic of Elvii. Any more, let me know at crapelvis@gmail.com.
"Thankyou. I'll be here all weekend. Try the burgers"
1 comment:
Geez thanks for this photo my man - I look quite good in this one and the wig stood the test of time. Also good because I wan't sure that the photo you took would show whether I was wearing a pendant or not, and it does, so I know that I lost my NZ greenstone pendant somewhere in Parkes, can see the leather thong around my neck in the photo.
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