I saw Elvis the other night in Toronto at the Hummingbird Center. He was, as accurately reported most places that I’ve seen, amazing.
Here’s some detail about the reported comment that he made saying 'we don't do requests'. After about the fourth or fifth song, some of the more exuberant fans were shouting out song titles. I had good seats, so I could observe as he was adjusting his guitar and equipment around his mike, that he was finding it a bit distracting, maybe even irritating. He sang the next song, and the shouting out of song titles resumed. He then said, "I forgot to tell you something" ... (more shouting out song titles) ... "no, I forgot to tell you something" ... (still shouting of song titles, but getting quieter, as was he) ... "I forgot to tell you something" ... (quieter still) ... "I forgot to tell you something" ... (silence) ... … … … … "we don't do requests." The audience laughed (it was funny) and clapped and it was a nicer moment than what was generally described in the reviews. Thought you’d like to hear about that.
After the show, we sat in my car in the parking lot across the street from the theatre, while we (myself and my guest) sat and wondered how we might go about running into Elvis, himself. We left the car in the parking lot and went back across the street to the theatre to see if we could get back in. It was all locked up, but I noticed the transport trailer backed up to the loading area, so we wandered over to peek in and I asked a guy if Elvis was back there anywhere. He told me no, that he was probably in his bus already, which (he pointed) was around the back of the theatre. We walked around the truck and saw the white bus right there, but just to the right, at a back door marked “Stage Door” there was a lineup on either side of it, of about fifty or so people. The word was that Elvis had NOT left the building, but that he would be doing so soon, and he’d be coming through this very door.
Now, I’ve been a fan for a long time but I hadn’t considered (I don’t think) trying to meet him until I discovered one of these boards and read that people had done just that. (Last year at the Molson Amphitheater, I tried but to no avail.) And now it looked like I actually might.
This was getting extremely exciting.
We got near enough to the door to see in a bit, and sure enough after a few minutes, Steve Nieve and Pete Thomas came into view, standing around inside for a minute, before they walked out. And then, there they were. Steve and Pete walked out of the door and began signing autographs and saying hello. Got both autographs (my guest actually did, but for me), shook both of their hands … And then, Elvis Costello HIMSELF, walked out. I’m not sure if everything started to go into slow motion or fast motion, but something was going on. I said hello, I shook his hand and I told him that I’d listened to his music every day for over twenty years, or at least, I think that’s what I said. Then, as I was standing there watching him sign autographs and getting pictures taken with those who had cameras, I started thinking that if I had only brought a camera, I could have gotten a picture taken with him.
My guest was more on the ball about it than I was, so the next thing I knew, she had asked someone who had what looked like a digital camera, if he would take a picture for me. He said yes, so I reached out to Elvis (who was turned away) and gently touched his arm. He turned and I asked him if he would take a picture with me and he said yes. The picture was taken and Elvis continued on signing autographs for a couple of minutes before he was escorted to the bus.
Being in a bit of a daze at what had just happened, I exchanged phone numbers with the gentleman who took the picture (Louis) and he said he’d drop it by my work (he lives close by to it, coincidentally) in a couple of days. Sure enough, on Friday (just past), he called to say he would drop by in about an hour. He came with a regular 4" X 6" photo and a great big enlargement about 15" across.
And it’s me and Elvis.
I’m so beyond thrilled about it; I could never explain or describe it accurately. I’ve been scanning and printing for the last two days. At this point, I’m doing weird effects and anything else I can think of.
I’ve got a picture of me and Elvis. Every time I look at it, I can’t help but be amazed. And grateful. And everything else that I can't describe.
So, July 2 2003, was a big night for me. Definitely one of the great nights of my life. Thought I’d share this with you, who visit this board, ‘cause some of you might appreciate it and enjoy reading about it. Hope you did.