In another thread I posted about this performance on October 28, 1957. Thought: this one deserves a separate topic, with even some more information.
None of the two. My belief is that it must have been this one performed on October 28, 1957. Don't know sound wise. But surely as a spectacle:Greatest performance of Hound Dog?
The second Berle show or the second (Oktober the 28th) Ed Sullivan show??
Source: http://www.losanjealous.com/2005/10/14/elvis-nipper/Great Moments in LA History: Elvis Dry Humps Nipper
October 14, 2005 · by Ron · in LA Culture, Music
On October 28, 1957, Elvis performed an historic show at the Pan Pacific Auditorium. During an encore of his hit Hound Dog, Elvis’ one-night-stand wrangler, Byron Raphael, recounts the shock of watching his boss get intimate onstage with an RCA canine mascot, Nipper, stuffed animal.
“Pumped up by either adrenaline or libido, he began to unfasten his pants and slowly pull down his zipper… Elvis reached for Nipper.
“Suddenly Elvis pressed the dog against his crotch… and he rode the pooch back and forth in a masturbatory glide. As the crowd noise grew to a furious roar, Elvis continued to dry-hump poor Nipper.”
Presley is then said to have rolled around the floor with the dog.
Raphael adds, “It was one of the most shocking things I’d ever seen. There’s no question that Elvis was trying to have sex, because when he finally gave the dog back to me, I could see a huge hard-on through his pants.”
At the King’s performance the following day LA police were in attendance, ready to pounce when he repeated the act. Elvis picked up the stuffed Nipper during the show but instead drew a halo around the dog’s head.
Source: http://www.contactmusic.com/elvis-presley/news/presley-shocked-with-bestial-displayPresley Shocked With Bestial Display
By WENN on 14 October 2005
Elvis Presley once appalled members of his own entourage when he became aroused as he simulated a bestial act with record label RCA's mascot dog NIPPER.
In a Playboy expose, The King's secret 'pimp' BYRON RAPHAEL confesses he was shocked as he watched his boss cavort with Nipper onstage at a show in Los Angeles in 1957.
Raphael, who was charged with looking after Nipper at the show, recalls Presley did "the unthinkable" during an encore of his hit HOUND DOG.
He says, "Pumped up by either adrenaline or libido, he began to unfasten his pants and slowly pull down his zipper... Elvis reached for Nipper.
"Suddenly Elvis pressed the dog against his crotch... and he rode the pooch back and forth in a masturbatory glide. As the crowd noise grew to a furious roar, Elvis continued to dry-hum poor Nipper."
Presley is then said to have rolled around the floor with the dog.
Raphael adds, "It was one of the most shocking things I'd ever seen. There's no question that Elvis was trying to have sex, because when he finally gave the dog back to me, I could see a huge hard-on through his pants."
The concert caused such an uproar that the Los Angeles vice squad filmed the next night's show, but Elvis toned that performance down.
Source: http://yeahelvis.blogspot.nl/2011_10_01_archive.html6.000 Kids Cheer Elvis' Frantic Sex Show
by Dick Williams - L.A. Daily Mirror News - October 29, 1957
Sexhibitionist Elvis Presley has come at last in person to a visibly palpitating, adolescent female Los Angeles to give all the little girls' libidos the jolt of their lives. Six thousand kids, predominantly feminine by a ratio of 10 to 1, jammed Pan-Pacific Auditorium to the rafters last night. They screamed their lungs out without letup as Elvis shook, bumped and did the grinds from one end of the stage to the other until he was a quivering heap on the floor 35 minutes later.
With anyone else, the police would have closed the show 10 minutes after it started. But not Elvis, our new national teenage hero. If any further proof were needed that what Elvis offers is not basically music but a sex show, it was provided last night. Pandemonium took over from the time he swaggered triumphantly on stage like some ancient Caesar, resplendent in gold lame tux jacket with rhinestone lapels, until he weaved off at the end of his stint. It was almost impossible to hear the music despite a turned-up public address system. A cloud of thumping drums, whining guitars and Elvis' hoarse shouts rose like some lascivious steaming brew from the bare stage (except for a banner plugging his next picture, "Jailhouse Rock") and filled the auditorium.
The only way I knew what Elvis was singing was by asking the youths sitting next to me. They somehow recognized every number. It started with "Heartbreak Hotel" and wound its way through all his popular record hits from "Hound Dog" to "Don't Be Cruel." There is but scant difference in any of them. Only the wild abandon varies. Hundreds of little girls brought their flash cameras although what they expected to get sitting far back in this vast barn of a place I don't know. Constantly, amidst the high, sustained screaming, the thumping, clapping and wild shouts, innumerable flashes kept going off so that the darkness was intermittently lit as if by lightning. The whole panorama, from the frenzy on stage to the far reaches of the jammed bleachers which seemed a mile back at the rear, looked like one of those screeching, uninhibited party rallies which the Nazis used to hold for Hitler. Scores of police circled the auditorium and at the slightest hint of trouble plunged in ominous pairs up the aisles toward the offenders. There have been too many Elvis "concerts" which ended in riots in the past to risk any trouble.
Elvis worked with two guitarists, a drummer and a pianist plus the Jordinaires, a quartet of young harmonists who were lost in the hubbub. He attempted almost no talking after his initial muttered, "Friends, I want to introduce yuh to the members of muh gang." Most of the time he was weaving over the stage like a horse with the blind staggers. He wiggled, bounced, shook and ground in the style which stripteasers of the opposite sex have been using at stag shows since grandpa was a boy. He used frequent contrived sensual gestures such as constantly hitching up his pants, fooling with his belt buckle and yanking down his coat to elicit further wild screams from his audience. He played up to the mike stand like it was a girl in a gesture which is expressly forbidden by the police department in every burlesque show in Los Angeles County. The wilder Elvis got in his pelvic gyrations, the more frenzied his audience became. Inevitably, he announced midway, sweat pouring down his face, that he was "all shook up."
The madness reached its peak at the finish with "Hound Dog." Elvis writhed in complete abandon, hair hanging down over his face. He got down on the floor with a huge replica of the RCA singing dog and made love to it as if it were a girl. Slowly, he rolled over and over on the floor. The little brunette of maybe 15 sitting in front of me bent her head and covered her eyes, whether with embarrassment, fright, sickness or excitement, I know not. I do know this is corruption of the innocent on a scale such as I have never witnessed before. For these are children to whom Elvis appeals, preconditioned, curious adolescents, who are artificially and unhealthfully stimulated. Their reactions would shock many a parent if he or she could see this display. They are not adults who can take his crudities and laugh or shrug them off.The boy next to me, bent forward on his seat taking it all in, turned briefly to me between numbers. "He's great," he enthused. "He's simply great, isn't he?"
The same lesson in pornography will be repeated tonight, barring an interruption by the Police Department, which is unlikely, in view of the fact that they might have a riot on their hands.
Some pics from different sources:
October 29, 1957
Source: http://yeahelvis.blogspot.nl/2011_10_01_archive.htmlAt one point during the second night show, he formed a halo over his head and offered his wrist for handcuffs to the police cameras. -You should have been here last night, he added with mockery.