In May 1956 I was a disc jockey for a radio station in Little Rock, Ark. A friend of mine who worked for the local chamber of commerce called and asked if I would be available to interview the headliner for a big concert coming to town the following night. Since that person had a number one hit on the national charts at that time, I figured, "Sure, why not ?" The person coming to town was ELVIS PRESLEY, and the song was "HEARTBREAK HOTEL".
I arrived at Little Rock's Robinson Auditorium around 7:30pm, headed for the dressing room and setup my reel-to-reel tape recorder. About this time a brash, heavy-set, cigar-smoking, aggressive man wandered in and demanded to know what I was doing. "I'm getting ready to interview Elvis tonight for my radio program," I answered.
"No way, man," shot back the pudgy cigar puffer. "Nobody interviews my boy Elvis."
"Really ?" I asked. "And just who are you ?"
"I'm his manager, Colonel Tom Parker," he boasted, "And nobody is going to interview Elvis, and that's that !"
I left the dressing room and wandered around backstage, waiting for Elvis to make his appearance. But by 8pm, there was still no sign of the future king of rock and roll. The crowd was growing restless and impatient, and they were beginning to clap their hands and stomp their feet in eager anticipation.
At this point, a huffing, puffing, concerned manager was tugging at my sleeve. "Hey, are you the guy that wanted the interview with Elvis ?"
"Yes, I am," I screamed above the noise.
"Do you know how to get to the Little Rock Airport ?" he asked. I nodded that I did.
"How about taking me out there to pick up Elvis ?" he asked. "His plane is late and he's just getting in from Memphis." Seeing that I now had some bargaining power, I asked again, "Do I get the interview ?"
"No way, man," came the answer. "Nobody gets to interview him, period !"
"In that case," I told him, "Let him catch a cab !"
"Come on now, I can't have Elvis Presley catching a cab !" he screamed.
"Hey, I've got a job to do too," I answered. "OK, OK, man" he said, "Come on, we've got a show to do."
With that, we both got into Parker's station wagon and headed for the Little Rock Airport. We arrived to find a lonely young man, with slicked dark hair and sideburns, casually leaning against the building, pouring peanuts into a Coke bottle trying to work up a fizz ( a typical habit of that time ).
Elvis jumped into the wagon and we proceeded toward the auditorium ... almost. As we left the terminal and came to a stop sign, the Colonel asked me for directions. "To the left," I pointed, "I'll show you a shortcut !" The 'shortcut' took us all the way around Little Rock, giving me almost an hour to talk with the future star I had just met. We chatted about his music, his favorite type of music, his unique style, his football playing days in high school and many other things.
Later that night, I also recorded the show, and it now turns out that it's the first-ever recording of an entire Elvis concert !
I was finally able, after 43 years, to release the interview on compact disc, without the concert. ( Windows of the Soul )
Now I have something to tell my grand-kids about - the night I kidnapped the 'King," ELVIS !
The Night I Kidnapped ELVIS - Story Behind the Exclusive 1956 Interview with ELVIS
http://www.imetelvis.com/story.html