The billiard room, a full view. The folded fabric on the walls and ceiling gives this room the weirdest aspect of all of the rooms. It’s BEAUTIFUL but CRAZY. Also, God help you if you light up a cigarette in here as you play pool. It’s a very small room, crammed with crazy decorations. I love it.
The Jungle Room. Lisa loved that big round chair. The acoustics were so good in this room (shag carpeting on the ceiling helps) that Elvis recorded here at the end, when he was really too sick to leave the house. The Jungle Room Sessions are pretty extraordinary, considering how ill he was. Again: ghosts, everywhere. The walls have soaked up the sounds.
Allison and I were both obsessed by the absolutely-nothing-special hallway downstairs, coming out of the billiard room. It’s like a hallway in any house in the 1970s, with a cheap nautical print on one wall, wood paneling, and a couple of random doors. Jerry Schilling, when he lived at Graceland, lived in one of those rooms off this hallway. It would flood if there was too much rain, and Elvis would come in to chat and basically have to puddle-jump to get to Jerry. But I said to Allison: “There’s something about that downstairs hallway…” and bless Allison she said, “I know. It was my favorite part of the house.”