¶ The 1950s are alive at this Pueblo barbershop.
There's a young Elvis Presley, holding a stand-up microphone. You can almost hear him singing "(You Ain't Nothin' But A Hound Dog;" Johnny Cash, freshly arrested, posing for his mug shot; several photos of Frank Sinatra, including his own mug shot; an old poster, announcing a Negro League Baseball game; Bettie Page cheesecake photos; Carl Perkins; a concert poster announcing an appearance by the Big Bopper, Richie Valens, Buddy Holly and Dion; Jerry Lee Lewis, Fats Domino, Wanda Jackson, Eddie Cochrane, James Dean and other luminaries of an age that some thought passed by, but not so here at Classics.
Coincidentally, I remember that the first time I heard Don McLean's "American Pie," about the deaths of Buddy Holly, et al., I was driving into downtown Pueblo on 4th Street in my mother's Ford Falcon.
I have to say that that city does Fifties-early Sixties nostalgia well. Puebloans have never let go of that era.