It is said that music gives a soul to the Universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything. Before Rock, there was Rock and Roll… Elvis Presley came out of nowhere, hip shaking onto an almost empty stage, with Little Richard, black and gay, lurking in the wings. He singlehandedly took the underbelly of America… dirt-poor greaser, glorifying it. Elvis was all four Jungian archetypes rolled into one – the child- the wise man, the fool or trickster and lastly, the sexual being, desirable, yet unobtainable.