Post by thegracelander on Jan 31, 2010 7:31:35 GMT -5
The camera fades up in a car driving on Interstate 40 many bright colored lights pass by, then the last thing to pass the famous fluorescent.
"Welcome to Memphis" sign. The camera then cuts to outside of a club with the overhead board reading "LIVE TONIGHT: GRACELAND'S OWN BRANDON HEDLEY! The camera cuts again to the inside of the club. It looks like the crowd has just cleared out as the barkeep is cleaning up empty glasses strewn everywhere. At the bar, the camera comes up behind a man sitting with a big pompadour hair style, and a jump suit covered in shiny gems. He picks up a glass of whiskey. His hand is covered in big rings. He takes a sip. The southern drawl oozing out.
: This club used tah be like a home to me, now it ain't nothin' but a stange place. I've been hopin' and prayin' tah find a new one. And now I've found that home.
He takes the final swig of his whiskey and turns to the camera.
: The Michigan Wrestling Association ring has mah name on it, and I'm gunna prove that I'm the best wrestler and Elvis impersonator the world has tah offer. "The Gracelander" is comin' tah MWA, whether y'all suspicious minds believe it or not. And I'm gunna get things done my way.
He stands up and picks up the glass.
"The Gracelander" Bradon Hedley: And all y'all who choose tah doubt this hunk-a-hunk of burnin' love... are gunna feel the agony of being strapped in the Jailhouse Lock!
He violently throws the glass against the wall and turns to talk out of the club. The camera cuts back outside of the club, seeing "The Gracelander" walk out. The camera pans up the overhead billboard. It now says: "LIVE on MWA: "THE GRACELANDER" BRANDON HEDLEY".
"Welcome to Memphis" sign. The camera then cuts to outside of a club with the overhead board reading "LIVE TONIGHT: GRACELAND'S OWN BRANDON HEDLEY! The camera cuts again to the inside of the club. It looks like the crowd has just cleared out as the barkeep is cleaning up empty glasses strewn everywhere. At the bar, the camera comes up behind a man sitting with a big pompadour hair style, and a jump suit covered in shiny gems. He picks up a glass of whiskey. His hand is covered in big rings. He takes a sip. The southern drawl oozing out.
: This club used tah be like a home to me, now it ain't nothin' but a stange place. I've been hopin' and prayin' tah find a new one. And now I've found that home.He takes the final swig of his whiskey and turns to the camera.
: The Michigan Wrestling Association ring has mah name on it, and I'm gunna prove that I'm the best wrestler and Elvis impersonator the world has tah offer. "The Gracelander" is comin' tah MWA, whether y'all suspicious minds believe it or not. And I'm gunna get things done my way.He stands up and picks up the glass.
"The Gracelander" Bradon Hedley: And all y'all who choose tah doubt this hunk-a-hunk of burnin' love... are gunna feel the agony of being strapped in the Jailhouse Lock!
He violently throws the glass against the wall and turns to talk out of the club. The camera cuts back outside of the club, seeing "The Gracelander" walk out. The camera pans up the overhead billboard. It now says: "LIVE on MWA: "THE GRACELANDER" BRANDON HEDLEY".
