What if Elvis Presley Covered AC/DC's "Whole Lotta Rosie"? — Video
Sure, the late, great Elvis Presley covered everyone from Bob Dylan to the Beatles during his extraordinary lifetime.
But now, long after his lifetime has expired, we get to hear—well, sort of—what it would've sounded like if "the King" covered AC/DC.
In the rapidly aging clip below, footage from Presley's Las Vegas sets has been mashed up with the voice of Presley impersonator James Brown, who can be heard singing AC/DC's "Whole Lotta Rosie." We appreciate hearing the guitar solo as we watch James Burton cradle his Paisley Telecaster.
The recording is actually from Brown's 1997 album, Gravelands. Enjoy!
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Damian is Editor-in-Chief of Guitar World magazine. In past lives, he was GW’s managing editor and online managing editor. He's written liner notes for major-label releases, including Stevie Ray Vaughan's 'The Complete Epic Recordings Collection' (Sony Legacy) and has interviewed everyone from Yngwie Malmsteen to Kevin Bacon (with a few memorable Eric Clapton chats thrown into the mix). Damian, a former member of Brooklyn's The Gas House Gorillas, was the sole guitarist in Mister Neutron, a trio that toured the U.S. and released three albums. He now plays in two NYC-area bands.
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