This Week In Music August 18, 2008
August 16, 1977 was indeed a sad day in music. That was the day we lost Elvis, the King.
It's quite common for us to look back years after a significant event and remember what we were doing when it happened. I recall very clearly what I was doing that day.
I was a teenager then, living in Houston. My mom wanted to take me shopping for a new pair of jeans. In typical teenage boy fashion, I balked. The last thing I felt like doing was running all over a mall looking for jeans. I wanted to stay home and be lazy, listen to music, read a book... anything but that!
Finally, my exasperated mom told me she would go without me. "But when I come home to have you try on these jeans, and they don't fit, you're grounded," she threatened.
I pouted for a little while after she left, then turned on the radio. A few minutes later, the station I was listening to broke the sad news that Elvis had died. naturally, I was shocked, and it certainly overshadowed a silly argument with my mother over a pair of jeans. (For the record, the jeans fit, and I wasn't grounded).
If you have a funny or unusual memory about that day, feel free to post it.
Enjoy the music.