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March 16,  2017 / Updated March 18, 2017  -  New York Post  /  Elvis Express Radio
UPDATE - One of our longest listening supporters, Tony King sent in a comment regarding the below report on Elton John remembering the unforgettable time that he met his idol,
Elvis Presley before a June 1976 concert in Washington D.C. -  Or did he?

You see Tony wrote in with the following comment:
"So he [Elton John] took his mother to see Elvis in June '76 in Washington DC did he. Must have been an IMP as Elvis didn't play
Washington DC. I love how these ageing rock stars conjure up these false memories just for the hell of it. He must have gone to the [Tom] Jones / [Jerry] Weintraub school of crock"

An audience with the king of rock ’n’ roll was something that most baby-boomer musicians could only dream about. But when Elton John finally got his
chance to meet Elvis Presley, he found the experience to be more nightmarish.

John (who grew up as a gawky English kid, miming to Presley records in his bedroom) got the chance to meet his idol in June 1976. At the time, the Brit’s own fame was peaking,
following hits such as “The Bitch Is Back” and “Philadelphia Freedom.”

As he recalls in
“Captain Fantastic” (a book out Tuesday, written by Tom Doyle and based on hours of new interviews with the singer), John took his mother, Sheila, to a concert
in Washington, DC. But the Elvis of his youth had long left the building.

“It was sad,” he tells Doyle in the book for the first time, recalling Presley’s bloated and drugged state. The two met backstage prior to the show, and engaged in awkward chitchat.
John requested “Heartbreak Hotel,” but Presley was unable to deviate from the rehearsed set and couldn’t perform the epochal 1956 single.
“Elton looked into the eyes of the King
and felt there was ‘nothing there,’”
Doyle writes.

John and his mom were then escorted to their seats, and they watched with equal parts horror and admiration.
“It was someone who was in a complete drug haze giving nylon
scarves away to these fans,”
John recalls. “And yet it was still, in a way, magical.”

Sheila, however, wasn’t quite as dazzled by this fading star. As soon as the show was over, she predicted Presley would be dead in six months.
“Well,” John reflects in the book, “it was a year.”