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Steamroller Blues

    Hey, everyone. I was sitting on the deck this afternoon, getting a tan and listening to music. I heard Steamroller Blues by the dude from Memphis (Mr. Presley). I thought in amusement about another of my favorite singers, James Taylor, who also sang this song. James is a crooner and terrific at what he does. He does mellow stuff as well as anybody but some songs are meant for certain people.
    What I mean is this. When James sang this song, ladies in the audience chuckled. When Elvis did it, the ladies laughed nervously and broke out in a sweat. Give it a listen and see what you think. Sometimes I've wondered why someone like Neil Diamond would write a song and turn it over to the Monkees or some one to make a hit out of it. ( I'm A Believer). Steamroller Blues is a prime example.
    It's kind of like action movie stars. Some of them are good actors but when you watch Steven Seagal, you think, "This dude would kill me. I can see it in his eyes". I was just over at his web site (Steven Seagal Official Site) and learned that he had his own Dojo in California and taught martial arts to Sean Connery and others before he started acting. He is a 7th degree Black Belt and Aikido Master. He is an accomplished musician with several albums.
    I guess what I'm saying here is this. To truly excel as an entertainer, it's helpful if you can make people believe. Believe that you are about to roll over them (Elvis), bend their arm the wrong way until it snaps (Seagal) or whatever the subject may be. More often than not, if you don't have 'it' you can not possibly fake it.
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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