Elvis under the stars

Looking--but not sounding--a little like Leon Redbone. Quite fun.

He played a lot of old stuff, and he played for almost two hours.


The boys were cowering in the basement while we were gone, drugged up on Benadryl and yet still quivering from the fireworks. Driving home there were firecrackers on nearly every block--in alleys, in the parking lot of the closed Sears store, shooting into the air from various backyards. The family at the end of our block had to haul their explosives out of the way when we turned into the alley to get to our garage.

The rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-pop-pop-BANG! sounded like small arms fire.

But the concert was great.