{"id":52227,"date":"2025-08-08T06:13:09","date_gmt":"2025-08-08T06:13:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/52227\/"},"modified":"2025-08-08T06:13:09","modified_gmt":"2025-08-08T06:13:09","slug":"a-new-book-casts-elvis-and-the-colonel-in-a-new-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/52227\/","title":{"rendered":"A New Book Casts Elvis and the Colonel in a New Light"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color min-h-[6.375rem] lg:min-h-[4.75rem] dropcap text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">The story of <a href=\"https:\/\/time.com\/4894995\/elvis-in-the-heart-of-america\/\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Elvis Presley<\/a> is the story of America in the last half of the 20th century, so explosively improbable that we can still barely make sense of it a quarter of the way through the 21st. You can assign Elvis either blame or credit for opening the ears of white listeners to Black American music, but there\u2019s no question that he busted the doors wide open. As Americans, we are who we are because of that\u2014mixed up, messed up, occasionally at one another\u2019s throats\u2014but essentially in search of accord through the salvation of a chord. <a href=\"https:\/\/time.com\/6191111\/elvis-priscilla-presley-true-story\/\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">The story<\/a> of Elvis\u2019 rise and fall hasn\u2019t faded from the public imagination, proving irresistible to filmmakers like <a href=\"https:\/\/time.com\/6310515\/priscilla-review-sofia-coppola\/\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Sofia Coppola<\/a> and <a href=\"https:\/\/time.com\/6189761\/elvis-complicated-legacy\/\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Baz Luhrmann<\/a>. If anything, in an era when algorithms seek to determine our taste\u2014and, increasingly, AI seeks to feed that taste\u2014both Elvis\u2019 gifts and his downfall remind us that human fallibility, with all the suffering and joy it enwraps, is the only place from which true greatness can emerge. <\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">Yet history also tells us that Elvis had help. Not even Elvis would have been Elvis without <a href=\"https:\/\/time.com\/archive\/6829897\/impresarios-the-man-who-sold-parsley\/\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">Colonel Tom Parker<\/a>, a Dutch-born mover-and-shaker who felt lightning strike when he first saw this outrageously charismatic\u2014but green\u2014kid onstage in 1955. Legend, fostered at least partly by the idea that cynicism is cooler than earnest enthusiasm, has led us to believe that when Parker looked at Elvis, he saw only dollar signs. But there&#8217;s more to both men than that, and there\u2019s probably only one person alive who could tease out the complicated truth: with The Colonel and the King: Tom Parker, Elvis Presley, and the Partnership that Rocked the World, veteran pop-music scholar Peter Guralnick, Elvis\u2019 most ardent and compassionate biographer, makes the case that Parker was hardly the monster he\u2019s commonly been made out to be. Sure, Parker loved making money, probably even more than he loved actual money. But he also loved Elvis, with a mixed-up love that was opportunistic and tender in equal measure. Their ambitions meshed; both were almost mystically persuasive, and stubborn too. They rose together and, though Colonel outlived the man he always called \u201cmy boy\u201d by 20 years, they fell apart together. Guralnick\u2019s view of Parker is both clear-eyed and sympathetic, but best of all, it\u2019s persuasive. You come away thinking differently about a person you thought you\u2019d already nailed down. And isn\u2019t that what a biographer is for?<\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">Guralnick met and began a shaky almost-friendship with Parker in 1988. He was just embarking on his magnificent and definitive two-volume Elvis biography, Last Train to Memphis (1994) and Careless Love: The Unmaking of Elvis Presley (1998), and the two men corresponded sporadically until 1996. (Parker died in 1997). After the publication of Last Train to Memphis, Guralnick was invited by Jack Soden, the CEO of Elvis Presley Enterprises, to examine the portion of the Elvis Presley archives containing every aspect of Parker\u2019s business dealings, Elvis-related and otherwise, from gas receipts to court documents to contracts. Guralnick also gained access to Parker\u2019s letters, a trove of playful, enthusiastic, forceful, fancifully punctuated missives that trace the contours of Parker&#8217;s rise, in tandem with that of Elvis. The first section of Guralnick&#8217;s book tells the story of Parker\u2019s life, with a healthy dose of skepticism about all the things Parker may\u2014or may not have\u2014made up. The second section contains the letters, with notes from Guralnick appended. You might call the book&#8217;s second half repetitive\u2014it repeats some of the lore covered in the first. But it&#8217;s probably more accurate to call it a reinforcement. Seeing Parker\u2019s way of doing business, spelled out in his own words, bolsters everything Guralnick has already told us about him. It\u2019s all part of the book\u2019s power, which dispels some myths and revels in the glory of others. That&#8217;s the only way to honor the spirit of the brilliant, elusive Parker.<\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">If you\u2019ve seen Luhrmann\u2019s passionate and hugely entertaining <a href=\"https:\/\/time.com\/6181818\/elvis-movie-review\/\" rel=\"nofollow noopener\" target=\"_blank\">2022 movie Elvis<\/a>, you may feel you know part of Parker&#8217;s story, but not necessarily the truth of it. The first section of Guralnick\u2019s book begins by explaining, in detail, how Andreas Cornelis van Kuijk, born in Breda, Holland, in 1909, reinvented himself as Colonel Tom Parker\u2014not really a colonel, but a mythmaker extraordinaire.  Young Andreas didn\u2019t fit in at school. His father, a livery man, didn\u2019t understand him, and apparently abused him. Andreas found ways to escape, at first just emotionally. As a kid, he loved the circus so much he put together one of his own, where he performed acrobatics and enlisted a small collection of sparrows and trained beetles, as well as a rabbit, as additional attractions. When he tried to make his father\u2019s workhorses part of the act, his father beat him. Yet Andreas seemed to possess the gift of charming himself out of bad situations, earning people\u2019s trust and friendship nearly everywhere he went. In the spring of 1926, he came to America as a stowaway, only to be caught out and returned. He stowed away a second time, successfully, a few months later, on a ship bound for Hoboken. Barely 17 years old, he not only began a new American life, but launched a full-scale self-reinvention.<\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text mb-6 self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">Parker enlisted in the U.S. military in 1929, acknowledging his Dutch birth, and was stationed in Hawaii, a place he would come to love. But the orderly life of the army wasn\u2019t for him. He peeled off and became a carnival manager, learning the business from the bottom up, eventually segueing into artist management. He shepherded the early careers of country crooner Eddy Arnold and Canadian-born singer-songwriter Hank Snow. But when he saw a hotshot newcomer perform at the Louisiana Hayride in 1955, he was a goner. Guralnick writes, plainly, \u201cIt was astounding the speed with which it happened.\u201d If Parker had already begun distancing himself from his Dutch past, in a flash he\u2019d practically erased it. He shuffled off his other commitments. The young Elvis Presley became his past, present, and future.<\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">From here, Guralnick builds a convincing case that as shrewd a dealmaker as Parker was, he never acted in a way that failed to serve his client\u2019s best interest. The deals he made were mutually beneficial for sure; the more Elvis made, the more he made. But Parker assiduously avoided getting involved in Elvis\u2019 artistic or personal choices. He intervened only when he saw his client engage in self-destructive behavior: after Elvis made a crude joke onstage at an early show, Parker took him aside to admonish him, and Elvis, a good boy at heart, listened. In later years, he tried to intercede through Presley\u2019s father, Vernon, to stem Elvis\u2019 outrageous overspending, knowing his client couldn\u2019t make back the money he was pouring out\u2014or paying out, especially to the numerous hangers-on who\u2019d begun to attach themselves like barnacles. <\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">Did Colonel\u2014though the article \u201cthe\u201d is often appended to his title, Parker had adopted \u201cColonel\u201d alone as his official name\u2014push Elvis so hard, particularly in signing him up for a series of demanding but lucrative Las Vegas shows, that he drove his client, friend, and surrogate son further into self-destructive drug use? It\u2019s debatable how much of that Parker could control. Regardless, Guralnick makes the case that Elvis\u2019 decline caused Parker an almost unbearable amount of pain. In writing this book, Guralnick earned the trust of Parker\u2019s second wife and widow, Loanne, who fills in some heartrending details. After a disastrous show in Hartford, Conn., in 1976, Parker had tried and failed to talk to Elvis backstage; the star had been \u201ctoo groggy to respond,\u201d he told Loanne immediately afterward. \u201cWhat can I do?\u201d he said to her. \u201cThe real Elvis\u2026is sharp and clever, but the person I saw tonight didn\u2019t even recognize me. No one knows how much I miss the real Elvis. If only I knew how to bring him back. I miss my friend so much.\u201d Guralnick continues recounting what Loanne told him: \u201cAnd then he started crying\u2014he seemed unable to control himself, as the tears came pouring down.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text mb-6 self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">That wasn\u2019t Colonel\u2019s everyday style. He was evasive, charming, eccentric, and wily. He was also tireless. When he bought Elvis out from the man who\u2019d discovered him, Sun Record Company\u2019s Sam Phillips, he drove a diamond-hard bargain. But if he hadn\u2019t done it, the Elvis we know\u2014the only Elvis we can imagine\u2014wouldn\u2019t have existed. And what kind of world would that be?<\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">Parker had his own demons: he was a compulsive gambler, which endangered his few close personal relationships. And though members of his family in Holland tried to reconnect with him over the years, he rebuffed their every effort\u2014those people belonged to an old identity he\u2019d long ago shed. But mostly, he was fiercely loyal to his friends and colleagues. Though he began his relationship with Loanne before his first wife, Marie, had died, he made sure Marie was well-taken care of through her long periods of illness. Beneath his flair for flimflammery there was a core of integrity, even if, like all human beings, he wavered here and there.<\/p>\n<p class=\"rich-text self-baseline font-graphik text-body-large text-black-coffee mb-0 focus-visible:outline focus-visible:outline-black-coffee focus-visible:outline-2 focus-visible:outline-offset-2 focus-visible:shadow-focus-color text-left\" data-testid=\"paragraph-content\">Parker was a master of the snow job; he knew it and was proud of it. He even formed a club of honorary \u201csnowmen,\u201d people who knew how to bamboozle and charm, but who also knew how to stop short of outright deception. Reading The Colonel and The King, you will of course wonder, as I did, if Guralnick himself was snowed by Parker. Of course! At least a little. But that\u2019s the price you pay when you love your subject, not blindly, but in a way that seeks the truth of a person. What other way is there? Guralnick shows us that loving Elvis also means loving Parker, no matter how grudgingly. They walked together, as far as they could. It means something that we\u2019re still hearing the footsteps.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"The story of Elvis Presley is the story of America in the last half of the 20th century,&hellip;\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":52228,"comment_status":"","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[30],"tags":[64,63,457,43772,134],"class_list":{"0":"post-52227","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-books","8":"tag-au","9":"tag-australia","10":"tag-books","11":"tag-culturepod","12":"tag-entertainment"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52227","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=52227"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52227\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/52228"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=52227"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=52227"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/au\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=52227"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}