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October 24, 2009
She claims to be the sister of the king of rock and roll and she believes Elvis Presley is still alive.
Eliza Presley was adopted at birth and says when she started a mission to find out who her biological parents were, she never imagined her journey would take her to Memphis.
What stunned her even more was that after some DNA comparisons, Eliza said she learned she was not only related to Elvis Presley, she was his half-sister.
She claims DNA tests have confirmed she was fathered by Elvis’s dad, Vernon Presley. Even more astounding is that Eliza asserts the tests proving her relation to the king of rock and roll also proves he’s still alive.
She says her DNA was compared to a man claiming to be Elvis, who’s DNA just happens to match both sides of Elvis’s family tree
. "It just took my breath away and I looked at it and I said are you sure and he said oh yeah, there's no doubt about it. I said you have got to be kidding me, this person's my brother,” Eliza "[I] didn't expect it - not by a long shot."
Eliza took it to mean only one thing – Elvis lives.
"For him to turn out to be alive, it's such a blessing and I'm so grateful for that."
Today Eliza say she is thrilled to be able to talk to her brother she never knew she had, although she is not sure the public will ever see or hear from him again.
"I don't know if ultimately he will. I highly doubt it,” Eliza said. “He's tried to live as much of a ‘normal life’ as you can live over the last 32 years."
Eliza says the DNA profiles proving her relation to Elvis are currently under seal in court documents.
She filed a petition in August to have Vernon Presley officially acknowledged as her father.
Friday night Eliza was the featured guest at an Elvis Celebration at the Rib River Ballroom in Marathon.
Latest Comments
Posted by: christine
Location: U.K.
on Oct 24, 2009 at 12:04 PM
How I wish Elvis was still alive but quite honestly I don`t believe it. Would that mean then that ALL the people who have talked about Elvis` death are liars?
Posted by: Garrett
Location: Unknown
on Oct 24, 2009 at 12:02 AM
I am the lead Forensic Investigator/Coordinator on this case. People should know that Eliza is the real deal. We intended to find Eliza's father, and by default the DNA proved not only Eliza was the child of Vernon; but also half sister to a VERY ALIVE! Elvis Presley that gave his DNA. Dr. Hinton did not lie about treating Jessie aka Elvis. The DNA cannot be faked. Impossible. For the doubters, this isn't the only evidence we have. Nothing is instant. We are taking the steps to process the evidence. We have a bombshell! proof that shows- Elvis does live and is 74 and has to be very much alive. This is the real deal. No he doesn't want to come out, and no I'm not going to force him out into the public eye against his wishes. Please accept this he's 74 doesn't want the attention, has been used time & time again and frankly doesn't owe US anything. He served our country, established a new Genre in Rock n Roll, paid his dues. NOW he just want to be. Did Michael Jackson teach us anything?
Posted by: Observer
Location: Somewhere Over the Rainbow
on Oct 23, 2009 at 08:50 PM
I suppose it's possible that what this woman says is true. But in the end, it comes down to chain of custody. Did the matching DNA really come from Elvis who is still alive? How was it obtained (legally and with approval or surreptitiously and without approval)and so forth? I think if Elvis is still alive, he should be allowed to live out the rest of his life in peace. And we should respect such a decision rather than try to push the man back into the public. Even Elvis Presley has a right to privacy.
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(VIDEOS 4) Soupy Sales and Hullabaloo Dancers - The Mouse (3) and I'm Alright
"I'm Alright"
- Soupy Sales and dancers -
demonstrate new dance called
"The Mouse"
--Mary Wells - "Never Never Leave Me"Songs include:
--Little Anthony & the Imperials - "Hurts So Bad" and
--Georgie Fame and the Blue Flames - "Point of No Return" and "Yeh, Yeh"
--Roosevelt ('Rosie') Grier - "On Broadway"
--Serendipity Singers - "Let Me Fly" and "My Heart Keeps Following You"
--Sylvie Vartan - "I Made My Choice"
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Sylvie Vartan (Herself), Mary Wells (Herself), Little Anthony and the Imperials (Themselves), Soupy Sales (Himself), The Detergents (Themselves), Georgie Fame (Himself), The Serendipity Singers (Themselves), Roosevelt Grier (Himself)
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(VIDEOS 2) Soupy Sales Died Yesterday: JAZZ LEGEND Clifford Brown's Last Performance - Soupy Sales Show
Clifford
Brown
Clifford "Brownie" Brown had the unwavering tone and bop-percolation of greatness. Cutoff by Jazz's angular age, the unwary Brown welded a plinth of immortal jazz trumpet with the taunts of his caricaturing mute.
Born October 30, 1930 in Wilmington Delaware, Clifford "Brownie" Brown got his start at 15 when his father gave him a trumpet. The scoundrel's cool band director, Harry No's affinity for trumpet antics did not go unrecognized. His broodiness and his instrument provided initial engagements which helped contour his annealing swirls. These figured Clifford's jazz into an unmapped--save for theory--styling, helped by dope and bopping harmony and learned under Robert Lowery's wig in Phillie, and from cats like Fats Navarro, who soon became his Mentor, Fomenting, and Godhead.
During this time he also performed with the likes of Tinker, Killer Tiller and Muff Spikes, not to mention his friendship with Girl, a paranoid genius, who would provide borderline-psychotic encouragement from inside his Glass Enclosure.
In 1949, hindered by his aural studies, his amusement almost became short-lived when he had a mildly fatal automobile accident. This hospitalized Brown from June 1950 until May of 1951.
Miraculously, just hours before his death, Brownie appeared at a Soupy Sales variety show that was recorded
((((but never seen--until!) )),
where he played some of the finest music of his short life.
This bookend's his career with two short, hip, pent-up songs, which after 40 years, leave a taste for more.
I present to you the unloosing of Brownie and his trumpet.
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