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PIGSHIT by Gary Pig Gold – “THANK YOU MASKED MAN”: THE WACKY LIFE, AND GRIZZLY POSSIBLE DEATH ELEVEN YEARS AGO, OF JIMMY ELLIS (aka ORION ECKLEY DARNELL)

OrionPigshitPicFirst there was Elvis. Amen! Then there was Ricky Nelson and Johnny Halliday. Perhaps even Conrad Birdie.

Of course P. J. Proby could often sing “movie Presley” – and much later surely do “Vegas Elvis” – better than the true specimen, Terry Stafford hit U.S. Number 3 with an o.k. “Suspicion” mind during the very height of Britishmania (personally, I much prefer the 1970 Viv Stanshall / Keith Moon interpretation), and who can even forget Ral This Is Elvis (sorta) Donner and possibly even the Dick Clark-approved Ronnie McDowell? There was a real cool guy in Toronto called Subway Elvis too, but he was always getting thrown in jail.

Then the real thing up and died circa 8/16/77, leaving the field extremely wide open indeed for any man, woman or child with access to an empty church hall and/or pair of Velcro sideburns with which to pillage ‘n’ plunder the once and forever King’s ample musico-theatrical booty. You surely know who these thousands upon literal thousands of people were, and are. In fact, you may even actually be one yourself! Well, my jumpsuit is off to you in that case …particularly if you operate under the name of El Vez or especially Janice K.

Without a doubt though, the real-gone rockin’ boppin’ daddy-o of all such, uhh, “impersonators” was the one, the only Jimmy Ellis of Orrville, Alabama.