So, when Ravi asked me if I wanted to check out the Elvis Festival in Collingwood I thought, fuck, why not? I had learned an Elvis tune on my ukulele recently and figured it would be interesting to see multiple Elvis’ (Elvi?) in the small town of Collingwood.
I did not grow up listening to Elvis Presley. My parents were more into visual art rather than music. When they did listen to music, it was Abba, John Denver, and instrumental easy listening music stations. I was brought up learning about classical music via the piano and taught myself the Beatles / Neil Young / Zeppelin tunes when I picked up the guitar in high school.
What interested us the most was the Kid Elvis or “Tribute Artist Tour” that was held at the local Pizza Hut.
That’s right, Pizza Hut.
The Tribute Artist Family Venue Tour was a collection of child and youth Elvis tribute artists that perform at the Collingwood Pizza Hut.
I couldn’t say no to this.
They had the voices, the moves, the swagger…
The crowd loved it as they enjoyed the Pizza Hut lunch buffet.
But we could only handle so much Elvis music so we abandoned the Pizza Hut after a few hours (and restraining ourselves from the greasy pizza buffet and candy machines).
So we decided to check out Collingwood…
…and discovered the greatest costume store,
and dollar store (although nothing was sold for a dollar)…
…and ended the day having dinner with our wonderful friends.
Thank you. Thank you very much.