Elvis fascina the corridors where we walk. The corridos in our hearts meld with the Blues and the Rock que Elvis trajo a nuestro planeta.
Un cementerio holds the past frozen, but frozen in a morphic form. Morphing for each Elvista into a painting. Brushed with our perceptions. Based on si hablamos English only or Spanglish, O si Elvis-on-Velvet tiene conotaciones racistas, or is merely of the cheap arts, in our Elvis hearts uuh-hu-hu.