Frustratingly, we could not find the performance that we're sure featured on that Elvis tribute thing Always On Our Mind, or whatever it was. It is seared into out memory; we were lending half an ear to the TV when all of a sudden Cale sat down at the piano and proceeded to suck the marrow from our very bones with his desolating interpretation. Neither of us have ever heard a song so deeply gaffed and made to do a stranger's bidding. It was some deep shit. Check it out if you ever get the chance.
This is a more contemplative rendition but he's still bleeding it out over a bathtub, transforming the words we thought we knew so well, as if they were just code all along.