Here's a piece on an Elvis Fest that I wrote for Vice. They edited some out, which is perfectly fine, sort of removing my voice just a bit and making it kinder to the people at the Festival. My Mother says that she enjoyed all of it save for the part about making the woman come. (Oh, Mom.) An ex of mine sent it to her own mother.
Upon its publication I was followed on Twitter by two Elvis groups. About a day later they left, which makes sense.