"My daddy, Johnny Frierson, was a musician on Beale Street, and he used to take me with him when he played. One night when I was 12 years old, he played an Elvis song, Jailhouse Rock, and the women just went crazy. I mean beautiful women. Over the years, I've perfected the Elvis moves and the Elvis kick. I'm 50 years old, and I can still kick straight up. When I look in the mirror now, I see him. I'm the black Elvis."