Angela and I were driving around the West Plaza neighborhood when we spotted this guy dressed as Elvis walking down 48th. He was carrying a guitar and a to-go container from a restaurant and wearing a lei. I had to stop and meet him.
I asked if I could take a picture, he said sure, and as soon as I held up my phone, the King broke into song. So I switched to video mode and made this little impromptu portrait. His name is Phil Casiopo (sp?), and he’s available for all your singin’, guitarin’ and, when the time calls for it, Elvisin’ needs.
Thankyouverrmuch.
