In the 60s I preferred Cliff Richard, though loved the Elvis films. But the more I have come to hear all his music, and learn about his life, the more unique and terrific he has become for me.
We went to the O2 exhibition of his life, personal effects, clothes and cars at the beginning of last year, and in July were lucky enough to tour Graceland when in the States on an extended holiday. It is just a lovely family home, with a den where he used to hang out with his friends and record songs.
The grounds are relatively large for the size of house, and it has been largely kept as it was when he lived there, there are still horses, and the outhouses how contain all his gold records, costumes and effects. You can't go upstairs, that hasn't been touched since he was found dead on the floor of his bathroom. His planes were worth the trip alone, they had to cut off the wings to get them in. Also a room where all his cheques giving money to charities had been preserved.
He had amazing charisma, you can sit in a small cinema and view his comeback concert just as if you were in the theatre, and it does raise goosebumps. So sad that his doctor filled him so full of so many prescription drugs that it killed him.