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All kinds of people love Elvis, and “Viva Elvis” is all kinds of show. It starts off like the theme park revues they used to have at Six Flags, where you came in from the hot sun to salute the “Fabulous ’50s,” with wholesome collegiates wearing frozen smiles rocking around a giant juke box in pastel poodle skirts.
He didn’t offer Barbra Streisand $100 million. And The Who still need coaxing. But the president of AEG Live has faith in the “resident headliners” that brought star policy back to the Strip in the 2000s.
It’s not Kelly Clarkson or Carrie Underwood. Not Jennifer Hudson or Chris Daughtry. It’s not even Sanjaya, William Hung or that “Pants on the Ground” guy.