ESSAY Robert Minhinnick

NWR Issue 95

The Elvis Festival

Now town teems with men with impossibly black wigs and muttonchops. They are entrants in the festival’s karaokes and competitions. And I ask, who are these people? Why have they come? The clearest answer is they hail from south Wales, especially the valleys, and the English Midlands. What they’re creating is a magnificent working class eisteddfod. And whoever they are, they certainly understand the protocols of alcohol.

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