This is not a gossipy book. Not 'as told to' filtered through a hired writer, nor a secondhand perception or thinking - this is straight-on in your face stuff. While schlepping through my own puny karma, I fatefully managed to mingle with a few 'trippy' people, one of whom is the sui-generis Elvis. It's a book about him and me (obliquely) and a few celebs, and an unguarded view of the underbelly of 'Hollywood' - that behemoth illusion that has us all under its mesmerizing spell. Check it out. It's a trippy book.