Call him Elvis. The premier Elvis impersonator in the whole of the Cambridgeshire region. He's fat and bald and old; partial to cocaine, often found selling skunk to the local teenagers; he masturbates five or six times a day, and he hates Elvis Presley. Elvis has been married three times, but never for very long. Being Elvis provides a useful entry into the beds of Cambridgeshire's bored housewives.
Elvis's life starts to go wrong when his backing singers, Gay Elvis and Fat Elvis, mutiny and have to be replaced by Buddy Holly, a postman with bladder problems. Then Eddie calls, offering the biggest gig yet of Elvis's career. Eddie, a dubious business man who 'looked after' Elvis on one of his stints in prison, wants him to perform at the birthday party of vicious gangster Johnny Brooks, who just happens to be married to Elvis's third ex-wife.
Without question the best Elvis-impersonator novel you'll ever read, Hound Dog is very very funny and really quite sad.