Artist: Elvis Presley
Album: From Elvis in Memphis
“Only the strong survive, only the strong survive
Well, you’ve got to be strong, you’d better hold on
Only the strong survive
Only the strong survive, only the strong survive”
What is it with Memphis? This is two In Memphis albums in a row? What is going on up here? I never know, man. I don’t know much about Memphis and why it is so important (I honestly didn’t do the research to find out, I could have and would be interested to know but I didn’t really dig deep). There’s also a recurring theme form the last one and that is once again, Elvis wanted to reignite his career and have a comeback. It made sense for Elvis to go to Memphis since that’s where he started. That whole idea of returning to your roots and hoping it will inspire you to create something great. Memphis made sense. I mean, after a long stream of doing soundtrack albums (Ok, I did a little research afterall) it makes sense that the King of Rock n Roll who could make women cream their panties from simply talking would want to go back to making a studio album of (mostly?) original music.
Look, I honestly don’t want to waste too much time on this album. Just like the previous one with Dusty Springfield, I share the same sentiments. I’m sure people loved this album, especially Elvis fans. I mean, it was his return to glory, he’s back baby, making women cream heir panties one song at a time. A lot of top album lists consider this one of the greatest albums of all time (I mean sure, I’m no expert so I bet their right… I guess). I don’t really care for it, I found myself bored with it. Not my thing, not interested, zero investment. Elvis is great, I like him, but meh this just didn’t do anything for me. This is Elvis at his most mature no doubt about it, but I think I always preferred a more youthful Elvis, rocking and jiving his way across a stage. Mature Elvis is for a lot of people, not me. But what does my opinion really matter in the grand scheme of things?
I really wish I had more to say about this, I don’t. I’ve been struggling to write. Ever have that moment where you sit down to write and basically nothing comes out? You force yourself to crank out something and just blanks appear in your head. Just a nothingness? I want to write, but physically and mentally feel like I can’t. How can I write anything if nothing is coming out? How can I flesh out ideas if there’s no ideas coming to mind to begin with. I remember when I used to be so creative, ideas just flowed out of me. I didn’t care, I just wrote. Now every time I sit to write that critical part of my mind chimes in, constantly telling me what I’m writing isn’t good enough, sounds dumb, is just terrible. Not realising that first drafts are always terrible. This dreadful feeling of whatever I do won’t be good enough, it won’t be good at all, it’ll just fall in the cracks as another piece of crap written by someone who has no idea what they’re deign (I HAVE no idea what I’m doing, but that’s a different story). How does one shut that little voice int heir head up? You realise the only person in your way is yourself, but how do you stand up to yourself and tell yourself to cut the crap and let you feel you are good enough to do. There’s no fear in just writing your ideas. I mean look at the most confident people out there, they constantly make crap non-stop, but they’re still creating, and I truly admire that level of confidence. I wish I could have some of that.
I’ve tried writing this post on four separate occasions, always adding a little bit every time I sit to write it. It’s been open in my tab for days and days, slowly cranking away at it, slowly being written, but nothing really being written at the same time. Funnily enough, just like Elvis, I sort of went back to my roots last night. I re watched some movies I hadn’t seen n a long time, movies I absolutely loved. Movies that initially had gotten me into wanting to be in the film industry and make movies of my own. There was a strange feeling I hadn’t felt in a long time. That feeling I had when I initially watched those movies. Felt rejuvenated and inspired again. Maybe I’ve been doing this all the wrong way. Instead of continuously trying to discover new things and constantly be watching and listening new media I never have before, I should revisit a lot that initially inspired me int he first place. Watching new movies and listening to new music is great. But sometimes you need to go back to that media that brought you to love it in the first place, the media that holds a special place in your heart to remind you why you wanted to be where you are in the first place.
I think I just need to go back to those things and remind myself why I love it so much. Hopefully that might reignite that spark that feels like it’s been extinguished.
Favourite Tune: In the Ghetto