“If I’m a dreamer, let me dream…” – Elvis Presley – If I’m a fool for loving you

FANTASTIC ! I foresee a long, long, long, long listen !

Great thanks, yet again, to the president of  Elvis Presley Romania (the official fan club)  for letting me know!

Later edit: The radio will soon have subscriptions. However the connection and music selection are excellent.

Until then though, I’ve decided to put up a song, just for kicks. So theme song of the day (well not all of it, but parts) is:

And today I’m falling in love with Elvis yet again. I actually fall for him each time I hear this song, which means everyday lately. I have decided it truly is my favourite song ever. The sweetest words and voice I’ve ever heard, a song that I’m going to love for the rest of my life, and most likely the best song for me:

32 years ago a whole world was heartbroken. An angel went back to Heaven. One of the few angels we had on this earth.

So, today, along with probably hundreds of thousands of other people, I’ll remember him. Not that I ever forgot him. He’s been one of my best friends, even if I never met him and wasn’t even born whilst he was alive.

Blessed be, dearest angel!

Elvis Presley – After loving you

But now after loving you, what else is there to do
For honey, all the rest is just gonna have to be second best
I know I’ll go through life comparing her to you
That’s ’cause I’m no good, I’m no good to anyone after loving you

Your precious love cannot be erased by just another woman with a pretty face
And your memory, you know it will remain for it cannot be erased
Other loves may come along, they can’t live up to you
That’s ’cause I’m no good, I’m no good to anyone after loving you

Your precious love cannot be erased by just another woman with a pretty face
And your memory, you know it will remain for it cannot be erased
Other loves may come along, they can’t live up to you
That’s ’cause I’m no good, I’m no good to anyone after loving you

I said I’m no good, I’m no good to anyone after loving you
I said I’m no good, I’m no good, I’m no good to anyone
To anyone, to anyone, to anyone after loving you
That’s ’cause I’m no good, I’m no good to anyone after loving you

Today I’m remembering some Benton Fraser moments.

I used to have the next two tracks on my mp3 player and know them by heart. They always seemed to mix together in a truly beautiful way.

The first one is Fraser’s Inuit Soliloqui (which was a tad shorter on my mp3, like til he ends his speech).

The second is Elvis Presley’s Amazing Grace:

As we’re on the Benton Fraser subject… I also remembered his love connection with Victoria. The beautiful Melina Kanakaredes (Victoria) is the only woman Benton loved in a romantic way.

Here’s a nice video on the Victoria’s secret episode, an episode in which he meets her again after ages:

And to end this remembrance episode, here’s what happened at the end of Victoria’s secret (with dialogue). And I cried for it.

Flaming Star – Elvis Presley

Ev’ry man, has a flaming star
A flaming star, over his shoulder
And when a man, sees his flaming star
He knows his time, his time has come

Flaming star, don’t shine on me, flaming star
Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star
There’s a lot of livin’ I’ve got to do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Flaming star

When I ride, I feel that flaming star
That flaming star, over my shoulder
And so I ride, front of that flaming star
Never lookin’ around, never lookin’ around

Flaming star, don’t shine on me, flaming star
Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star
There’s a lot of livin’ I’ve got to do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Flaming star

One fine day, I’ll see that flaming star
That flaming star, over my shoulder
And when I see, that old flaming star
I’ll know my time, my time has come

Flaming star, don’t shine on me, flaming star
Flaming star, keep behind me, flaming star
There’s a lot of livin’ I’ve got to do
Give me time to make a few dreams come true
Flaming star

Billie Jean – Michael Jackson

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don’t mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don’t go around breaking young girls’ hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do ’cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and for forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she’s in demand
Her schemes and plans
‘Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we’d danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
‘Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don’t go around breaking young girls’ hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover

Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don’t mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one, who will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don’t go around breaking young girls’ hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do ’cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and for forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she’s in demand
Her schemes and plans
‘Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we’d danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
‘Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don’t go around breaking young girls’ hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover
Not my lover

Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)
Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

But there’s this one song… One song that will be with me forever. Well apart from other songs I sometimes hear in the morning, just when I wake up, according to what feeling I have in my heart and what thoughts I got in my mind at that time.

So this one song… I’ve mentioned it before… It’s “Your love’s been a long time coming”.

It’s so warm. Whenever I listen to it, it just wraps me up in his manly voice. Like a gorgeous shadow from the past. Yet it’s always so present.
Shadows of warm mornings spent in bed. Of beautiful hugs. A feeling of goodness… A sweetness that embraces you. A love that’s been looking for you and only you for a very long time. A nest that’s been waiting for you, regardless of how good or bad you were until then.

And Elvis insists on it. Baby your love… Baby your love… Baby… I said baby…
I could listen to this song forever, and never need something else.
Baby your love… Got a hold on me. Me… On me.

Such perfection in just a song. One song. The song of my life. When I was asked to pick my favourite song out of Elvis’ repertoire, I said that’s not possible. So many jewels. How could I pick just one? But this one is it.

I hear the words as they are, and they do mean a lot to me, but it’s so much more than that. I just… Just… I get wrapped in his voice and the feeling that he so well put in so many of his songs. You can feel the warmth in his voice. The morning. The sweetness. The hug. I will never ever forget them. With all of my heart, for ever.

And I know everything’s relative. And an emotion can change in a second. But this feeling. This “baby your love” feeling. Whether it’ll ever change or not, it’ll never fail to embrace me.

Actually… Come to think of it, 1969 was an amazing year. No wonder Bryan Adams sang of it.

Elvis changed his tone. It became even manlier, held more sorrow, more wisdom, more bewildering sweetness. It held the wisdom of the ages. And come to think of it… Two of my favourite snooker players were born in 1969. Stephen Hendry and Joe Swail.

People have been saying my favourite year from Elvis was 1969. But I’m in love with many of the songs he’s been singin’ in 1969 and in the 70’s. Many jewels in that time. Including the one I’ve been speaking of, “your love’s been a long time coming”, and others such as: Heart of Rome, For the good times, Any day now, Only the strong survive, I’ll hold you in my heart, After loving you, True love travels on a gravel road, the gorgeous Sweet Caroline, I’ll be there, This is the story, Stranger in the crowd, And the grass won’t pay no mind, Mary in the morning, The next step is love, Do you know who I am, Just pretend, Welcome to my world, Pieces of my mind, Solitaire, You gave me a mountain, The last farewell, I’ll never know… And so many others…

If I were to pick my top five Elvis songs, although it’s really hard to do… I’d say:

1. Your love’s been a long time coming
2. And the grass won’t pay no mind
3. Heart of Rome
4. Sweet Caroline
5. Welcome to my world

With a special Burning love as no. 6.

I shouldn’t have done that. I always believed it to be inappropriate. Making an Elvis top 5. I loved everything about him. And cared about 90% of his songs. And there are so many I totally love that it seems just wrong to pick just five. I love all of the songs I’ve mentioned up there.

To conclude… The king will always hold a very, very, very, very big and special place in my heart. Thank you for all the kindness, you angel you.