Excerpt from 8 min. video performance, 2007.
Elvis sings his perfect sentimental love song: "Loving You," over and over, while I methodically and sensually rub vaseline onto a portion of my skin, and then proceed to apply bright colored feathers to myself. I cry out like a bird as I flap my arms. This is both bizarre and comical, and for a moment I was not George.... I was something else...
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