Do you remember where you were when you heard that  Elvis had died?

Hard to believe, but it was 45 years ago this week.

I was living in Macon, Ga., and it was my friend and musical collaborator Kevin Vannoy who gave me the news.

It was a hot day — Aug. 16, 1977 — a Tuesday, like this week.

I had just gotten back home after walking a couple of miles to the Kroger store to buy some cream cheese.

A bass player from Australia whose name I can’t remember had drifted into

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