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Presleymania hits (at last) Bristol and makes fanboys and fangirls of us all. Tim, to be honest, does not look like a particularly well man and would be better served, in our opinion, taking a large Lemsip rather than the overly frothy can of lager which sustains him through the encores. Nothing peaky about the playing tonight, though, as this gig-opener illustrates only too well, although the characteristically high-slung guitar is surely inviting the possibility of tennis elbow in later years? No matte
