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Almost the only indisputable fact about Colonel Tom Parker is that he was the manager of the greatest performer in popular music: Elvis Presley. His real name wasn't Tom Parker - indeed, he wasn't an American at all, but a Dutch immigrant called Andreas van Kujik. And he certainly wasn't a proper military colonel: he purchased his title from a man in Louisiana. But while the Colonel has long been acknowledged as something of a charlatan, this book is the first to reveal the extraordinary extent of the secrets he ...

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Overview

Almost the only indisputable fact about Colonel Tom Parker is that he was the manager of the greatest performer in popular music: Elvis Presley. His real name wasn't Tom Parker - indeed, he wasn't an American at all, but a Dutch immigrant called Andreas van Kujik. And he certainly wasn't a proper military colonel: he purchased his title from a man in Louisiana. But while the Colonel has long been acknowledged as something of a charlatan, this book is the first to reveal the extraordinary extent of the secrets he concealed, and the consequences for the career, and ultimately the life, of the star he managed.
As Alanna Nash' prodigious research has discovered, the Colonel left Holland most probably because, at the age of twenty, he bludgeoned a woman to death. Entering the US illegally, he then enlisted in the army as 'Tom Parker'. But, with supreme irony for someone later styling himself as Colonel, Parker's military career ended in desertion, and discharge after a psychiatrist had certified him as a psychopath. He then became a fairground barker, working sideshows with a zeal for small-scale huckstering and the casual scam that never left him. And by the height of Elvis's success, Parker had become a pathological gambler who, at the same time as he was taking, amazingly, a full 50% of Presley's earnings, frittered away all his wealth in the casinos of Las Vegas.
As Nash shows, therefore, the often baffling trajectory of Elvis Presley's career makes perfect sense once the secret imperatives of the Colonel's life are known. Parker never booked Presley for a tour of Europe because of the dark secret that ensured he himself could never return there. Even at his most famous, Elvis was still being booked to play out-of-the-way towns in North Carolina - because the former fairground barker (who shamelessly negotiated as such even with top record company and film executives) knew them from his days on the circus circuit. And Elvis was trapped playing years of arduous seasons in Las Vegas - two shows nightly, seven days a week, until boredom and despair brought on the excessive drug use that killed him - because for Parker he was "an open chit" whose huge earnings prevented his manager's losses at the gambling tables being called in.
Alanna Nash knew Parker towards the end of his life, and has now uncovered the whole story, improbable, shocking, and never less than compelling, of how this larger-than-life man made, and then unmade, popular music's first and greatest superstar.

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Editorial Reviews

The New York Times
Twenty-six years after Presley's death, it remains hard to overestimate his cultural impact. Yet for all Presley's talent, The Colonel successfully makes a case that Presley would not have become an icon of American popular culture without Parker's machinations; he was the key architect of Presley's career -- for both good and bad. — Fred Goodman
The Washington Post
To its great credit, The Colonel never feels like an indictment, nor does it spend many of its nearly 400 pages apportioning guilt. Mostly, it is a celebration of a gargantuan character, a man who toggled to such extremes of cruelty and charm that he seems more fiction than flesh … Nash, a feature writer at Entertainment Weekly and author of previous music biographies, is a fine guide to this supersized personality. — David Segal
Publishers Weekly
Nash, a feature writer for Entertainment Weekly and author of such books as Golden Girl: The Story of Jessica Savitch, offers an unusual portrait of Col. Tom Parker, Elvis Presley's infamous manager. Her narrative of Parker's bizarre life, from his childhood in Holland and illegal entry into the U.S. to his rise from carny to household name, reads more like fiction. In fact, with a main character who changes his identity to hide his mysterious (and possibly murderous) past and who cultivates relationships with both shady mob characters and America's elite (e.g., Lyndon Johnson) in an attempt to capture the money, power and respect he never had as a youngster, Nash's biography seems only comparable to the fictional life of Jay Gatsby. And Nash's book, thanks to Presley's untimely death, does not have a happy ending. Despite how easy it would be to shred Parker for Presley's demise, Nash, who interviewed Parker as well as his friends and enemies, is careful to portray both the tyrannical and philanthropic sides of Parker's eccentric personality. Nash uses her careful and extensive research to fill in the blanks in Parker's past and presents viable reasons for his unexplainable behavior, including his refusal to allow Presley to tour outside the U.S. and his laissez-faire attitude toward Presley's drug addiction. Using the cunning of a detective and the straightforward prose of a journalist, Nash, to the delight of Elvis lovers everywhere, answers some lingering questions while posing a few new ones about the man who made the King and then stole his crown. (July) Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
In the five and a half years that it took entertainment writer Nash (Elvis Aaron Presley: Revelations from the Memphis Mafia) to complete this book, two other biographies on Presley's enigmatic manager were published. Her effort was worth the wait, as she delivers the most exhaustive treatment yet on Col. Tom Parker, n Andreas van Kuijk. While James L. Dickerson dismisses the theory that the colonel was actually an illegal immigrant from Holland in Colonel Tom Parker, Nash not only convincingly confirms it but also interviews members of his long-estranged Dutch family. The extensive acknowledgments and endnotes sections suggest the exhaustive research that Nash conducted for the project; nearly as interesting as her subject are her allusions to the soap opera-like saga behind getting the book published. Unfortunately, at times Nash's obsession with her task manifests itself in tortured writing, but the author's detective work brings to life her subject's many facets and contradictions while illuminating the complex relationship that he had with his legendary client. Diehard Elvis fans who vilify the colonel may not show interest, but less polarized music fans will find much reward. For most popular music collections.-Lloyd Jansen, Stockton-San Joaquin Cty. P.L., CA Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
Colonel Parker: con man, impresario, criminal-though perhaps best summed up by his military discharge report, "Psychosis, Psychogenic Depression, acute, on basis of Constitutional Psychopathic State, Emotional Instability." Journalist Nash (Golden Girl: The Story of Jessica Savitch, not reviewed, etc.), who makes heroic attempts at an even hand-"the Colonel was all the things he appeared to be, both good and bad"-nonetheless has a difficult time fleshing out the former. What he was good at was making sure he got a whopping share of his clients' money. Otherwise, he was a mighty unsavory character, starting with the author's conjecture that he was involved in a murder back in Holland, which caused him to flee to the US. He became the arch carnival man before transferring his overbearing sales talents to music promotion, representing Ernest Tubbs, Roy Acuff, Eddy Arnold, and Hank Snow, and then taking on Elvis as his cottage industry. Nash suggests Parker "single-handedly took the carnival tradition first to rock and roll, and then to modern mass entertainment . . . by merely applying the exploitational tactics of the barker to his own client, he drew a straight line from the bally platform . . . to the hullabalooed concert stage." He was also a paranoid controller with a need to diminish and degrade, a man who mulcted his client with an absurd 50% commission rate (and no cut in the peripheral sales), and who drove Elvis mercilessly to perform, brushing off the performer's panic attacks and fears that led to his drug abuse, as well as his obvious physical and emotional decline. Yes, as a Parker crony said, "Nobody killed Elvis except Elvis," but with friends like Parker, who needs anexecutioner? A smoothly detailed study of one shady man-an exploiter and murder suspect who drove his meal ticket to the grave-and not even praiseworthy for his business acumen.
From the Publisher
"Using the cunning of a detective and the straightforward prose of a journalist, Nash, to the delight of Elvis lovers everywhere, answers some lingering questions while posing a few new ones about the man who made the King and then stole his crown." —Publishers Weekly

"Addictively readable. . . . A riveting rock and roll mystery." —People

"A classic of music industry reporting." —Billboard

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781781312018
  • Publisher: Aurum Press Ltd
  • Publication date: 3/1/2014
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 478,730
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Alanna Nash is a feature writer for Entertainment Weekly, The New York Times, and USA Weekend. She is the author of six books, including Elvis Aaron Presley: Revelations from the Memphis Mafia and Golden Girl: The Story of Jessica Savitch. She was the Society of Professional Journalists’ National Member of the Year in 1994. She lives in Louisville, Kentucky.

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Introduction

"Did you see it?" the old man asked, shifting his mountainous heap of flesh to the edge of the chair, his eyes open wide and twinkling. "What a hell of a thing! Unbelievable!"

It was June 18, 1994, the day after O. J. Simpson's infamous Bronco run, and Colonel Tom Parker, with his attentive wife, Loanne, at his side, held court for two visitors at the N'Orleans Restaurant, a meat 'n' two joint in a run-of-the-mill strip mall named Lucky's on the outskirts of the gambling capital of the world.

Like the rest of the country, Parker had been mesmerized by Simpson's bizarre highway chase. But now his reaction, with his face momentarily frozen in awe, spoke silently of something else -- not of a fascination with sports or the subtleties of race relations, but of a sort of perverse pride, perhaps, in an elite and remarkable fraternity of rogues. Or at the very least, in a man who had taken a terrible risk, and managed to beat the odds.

This was my second of three visits with Parker, whose own survivor instincts so defied description that many thought him indestructible. Yet less than three years later, also in Vegas, far from his birthplace of Breda, Holland, where he first learned the art of the hustle as an errand boy in Dutch fairs, circuses, and carnivals, he succumbed to the complications of a stroke at the age of eighty-seven.

A master illusionist in business and in the business of life, Tom Parker made things appear and disappear at will, and created something very great out of nothing -- including himself. Out of respect for that, if nothing else, I went back to say good-bye.

The giant marquee outside the Las Vegas Hilton was both sweet and succinct (FAREWELL, COLONEL PARKER), but not everybody knew what it meant.

"You here to gamble?" asked my taxi driver, who had shuttled me in from the airport on a late January day in 1997 and who had uttered not a word until tip time.

"No, I'm going to the memorial service for Colonel Parker."

A beat. "Dat the fried chicken guy?"

At least one cynical obituary writer, Serene Dominic, seconded that thought in a Phoenix New Times article headed "Cooked the Colonel's Way -- Colonel Tom Parker Has Kicked the Bucket, and the Original Recipe for Rock 'n' Roll Rotisserie Goes with Him." But the 160 mourners who filtered into Ballroom D saw him as one of the last giants and true iconoclasts of the century -- a penniless immigrant who slipped into the country, befriended U.S. presidents and corporate CEOs, created both an icon and a $4-billion business, and never let any of it get in the way of what mattered most -- playing the game.

Through it all, he remained as individualistic, as shrewd, rude, crude, and fun-loving as ever. At his death, he still delighted in practicing what he called the art of "snowing," the exquisitely performed act of separating people from their money, leaving them with a smile on their face and melting away before they realized what had taken place.

While some would argue that Parker's very body was a temple to gluttony, greed, and feeding off the dimmer wits of others, it was the Snowman his friends had come to honor this day, his widow, Loanne, posing an intriguing question.

"I want to leave you with just one thought," she said, addressing the crowd, which had passed a lobby-card-size photo of the couple at the entrance. "If Thomas A. Parker had never existed, how would each of your lives be different today?"

One person who couldn't answer that question was Elvis Aaron Presley, whose piped-in versions of "Memories" and "How Great Thou Art" opened and closed the service with ghostly reverence. The Elvis Presley who had first come to Vegas in 1956 as an acne-faced adolescent left it twenty years later as a pathetic, corseted cartoon, his body blown from years of abuse, his spirit picked hollow.

For all of the twenty years that Parker outlasted his greatest discovery, he would also have to live with the allegations that he had destroyed him, stifling his artistry in third-rate Hollywood formula pictures, suffocating his ambition in 837 Vegas performances from 1969 to 1976, and killing his will to live by refusing to challenge him in meaningful ways -- a European tour, a dramatic film role to reclaim his self-respect, a crack at a memorable song.

Whether regarded as a meretricious and evil confidence man, or as a brilliant marketer and strategist, as remarkable as the star he managed, no figure in all of entertainment is more controversial, colorful, or larger than life than Tom Parker. "He was so immense, so gigantic in his way," remembers writer Robert Kotlowitz, an RCA publicist in the late '50s and early '60s. "His style was equivalent to a great politician's, with so much flamboyance and wit and, underneath it all, cunning. He had to beat the whole world."

Yet at his death, Parker was blasted by rock critic Dave Marsh as "the most overrated person in the history of show business," and assessed by Dutch journalist and filmmaker Constant Meijers as "a nobody who needed a somebody to be anybody." To this day, a favorite debate question among pop music journalists is whether Elvis, whom the Colonel often referred to in carnival terms as "my attraction," would have remained a regional act without Parker's guidance, or if the young performer was such a blazing comet that no one could have stopped his streak across the sky.

The probability is that neither man would have been as big in his field without the other, Parker realizing, like P. T. Barnum, that the promotion of a curiosity was just as important as the curiosity itself. A chameleon who was many things to many people, Parker has his staunch defenders -- as a visionary, a businessman, and a friend, even by those who got up from the losing side of the bargaining table. And while Parker probably would have referred to himself as a promoter more than anything else, having marketed the icon most recognizable in all the world after Coca-Cola, Chet Atkins, who dealt with many of the biggest artists during his tenure as an RCA Records executive, pronounced Parker "the best manager I ever saw....Whatever he cost Elvis, he was worth it, because Elvis would've...lost that luster in no time if it hadn't been for the Colonel."

Mike Crowley, who traveled with Parker in the concert years of the '70s and is now a talent manager himself, speaks, like many, of Parker's loyalty, and also justifies his treatment of Elvis, the addict. "Nobody killed Elvis except Elvis, and nobody could have helped Elvis but Elvis. The only other thing he could have done was walk away."

Parker himself never bothered to address his critics, nor did he try to carve out much middle ground in the debate of whether he was the devil or angel in Elvis's own private hell. When pressed about his handling or mishandling of Elvis, he'd merely bristle, stamp his cane into the ground, and repeat his stock answer: "I sleep good at night."

Beyond that, the old Dutchman who understood America far better than most Americans simply threw out the line he'd used for decades to keep himself out of headlines ("Elvis is my only client and my life, so I never give out stories about myself"), allegedly because he was writing a memoir to be called How Much Does It Cost If It's Free? But it was an excuse he had concocted to keep others from looking too closely at the hocus-pocus of his life, and from having to explain himself, especially in light of a 1980 lawsuit in which the state of Tennessee accused him of "overreaching" in his fiduciary responsibilities to Presley.

If Elvis was unknowable by his manager's design, the Colonel was beyond knowing, even to his own family. In 1980, Parker's brother-in-law, Bitsy Mott, who spent many years on the road in the Colonel's employ, was asked to explain the man he'd known for nearly half a century. "That man's a mystery," he said, and little more, for not even he knew that Parker had a secret to protect, a secret that colored nearly everything he did.

On the surface, it would appear only that Parker had entered the country illegally and had never become a naturalized U.S. citizen. But if something darker had happened in the distant Netherlands, it must have been deep, shameful, and nearly unforgivable, at least to Parker himself. Certainly he never talked about it, or about his Dutch upbringing, to either Presley or any of his previous clients. And when the Colonel's stepson, Bobby Ross, died in 1978, it was without benefit of the knowledge that the man who had reared him from the age of ten had not been born as Thomas Andrew Parker in Huntington, West Virginia, as he always claimed, but as Andreas Cornelis van Kuijk -- known as Andre to his Dutch biological family.

I first met Colonel Parker in December 1992, and I wondered then how the secret of his origins -- revealed to the world at large in 1981 -- impacted the all-dominating decisions he made in shaping nearly every event in the life and career of Elvis Presley.

At first glance, Presley and Parker appeared to have little in common except the raging fire of ambition, shaped by a shameless ferocity both struggled to keep hidden. Yet I discovered as I began to research this book that in the strange choreography of chance and coincidence, the fates of Elvis Aaron Presley and Thomas Andrew Parker were bound by two still surging events, and the pull each incident had on both of them.

Despite the hundreds of books profiling Presley and his career, the story of the relationship between these men, I saw, had yet to be uncovered. Parker was a man of not just one, but many secrets, and the keeper of several fantastic tales he fought to preserve, with Elvis almost always paying too much of the price.

On each of my three visits with Colonel Parker, I sat across the table from him and looked into his eyes -- hypnotic pools of unearthly blue -- and wondered, Just who are you?

And so I decided to research the story chronologically, trying to find the boy who became the man. That mission took me to Holland, where I met with the kindest and most cooperative sources on this book: Parker's Dutch family, who were as mystified by his behavior and as dedicated to finding the truth as I was.

Over a period of three years, I interviewed and corresponded with several members of the van Kuijk clan, including the Colonel's ninety-two-year-old sister, Marie. And with the help of American journalist Bill Burk, I established an ongoing and treasured friendship with Parker's niece, Mieke Dons-Maas, who worked so hard in the 1990s to try to reunite her mother, Engelina, with her brother in America. Along with her husband, Ted, and friends Angelo Somers and Hanneke Neutkens, who spent years gathering materials for a proposed Parker foundation, we united as a team, chasing the apparition of a lad who had walked the Breda streets so long ago on the first leg of his remarkable journey.

In the end, my research led me to realize that the tale of Colonel Thomas Andrew Parker, né Andreas Cornelis van Kuijk, is, beneath the veil of secrecy, a tragedy, and very nearly the stuff of Shakespeare.

The following is my attempt to resolve the conundrum of his life.

-- Alanna Nash

Copyright © 2003 by Alanna Nash

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Table of Contents

Acknowledgments v
Preface 1
Introduction 3
1 The Little Dutch Boy 9
2 Behavior Most Strange 26
3 "All Great Neptune's Ocean" 36
4 Missing in Action 45
5 Turning the Duke 59
6 Dancing Chickens, Toothless Lions, and Rodeo Cowboys 65
7 One Born Every Minute 70
8 Deeper into America 79
9 Nashville's Nasal Whine: Jamup and Honey, Eddy Arnold, and Hank Snow 89
10 The Man in the Shadows 116
11 "Elvis Makes Pitchas" 135
12 Directional Snowing 151
13 Friendly Persuasion: Moguls, Military Men, and Mobsters 183
14 "Mistakes Some-One May Have Made" 202
15 Trouble in the Kingdom: The Colonel Tightens His Grip 205
16 Black Leather Blues: The '68 Special 231
17 Las Vegas: Glitz, Greed, and Ruination 247
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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 11, 2003

    A RAGS TO RICHES STORY FOR 2 PEOPLE +

    The beginnings of Colonel Tom Parker is an amazing story and almost unbelievable. There is conjecture on why he came to the U.S., but he would never leave our country for any reason. For many many years Tom Parker did the most menial jobs you can imagine. His forceful personality and know-how just got in the way; he created from nothing all of his success with dogged care over his domain and it is a great story. Well written and filled with jaw-dropping facts.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 9, 2003

    Elvis Presley Dead or Alive?

    nobody really knows for sure, i have read alot of information on ELVIS PRESLEY and i have plenty of evidence that Elvis never really died in 1977. First of all that is not Elvis in the casket on the front page of all newspapers,why does he look so young?I believe it was a wax dummy place in there.Another thing is why were there two hearses? one was black and one was white going in two different directions.I do believe if Elvis died in 1977 that it could have been prevented,you could just tell the way Elvis look that he had gain weight,was slurring his words,and could not hardly move around like the Elvis that we knew. I also know that 6 weeks before his alleged death that Elvis look great and you would never know anything was wrong.I do think that Colonal Tom Parker knew what was going on with Elvis but then again Elvis was very smart and i believe Elvis and the Colonal could also been in on Elvis faking his death.This is something we will never know because there are too many impersonators out there and Elvis could impersonate himself and we would never know.I have heard some of these impersonators and they are identical to Elvis Presley.I have been a Elvis fan all my life ever since i was a little kid and now i am 35 years old and im still a fan of THE KING OF ROCK N ROLL.I can not wait to get my hands on this book,because there should be more truth to find out to what really happened on that august of 77.I also have the book ORION very close to the truth that is why its off the shelf. All i gotta say is bye the book The Colonal you wont regret it , i will get the book for sure.One day i hope Lisa Marie will go on National TV with a 2 hour special on her Daddy and let the world know the TRUTH AFTER ALL....i believe there are still some missing pieces.well god bless and i hope one day ELVIS PRESLEY WILL REST IN PIECE or come back out of hiding and Perform the way he used to in the past,or if he is not alive then i hope the memorials at GRACELAND will continue forever and dont just fade like a memory gone down the drain. Take care everyone, The Elvis Presley Fan.

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