Back in the earlyish fifties I heard the Elvis Presley version of Hound Dog and rushed down to the record shop with my saved up pocket money which would just stretch to a solitary 78. I picked up Hound Dog and ran home and played it - wouldn't you know it was Vaughan Bloody Monroe singing about baying at the bloody moon. It was enough to break a lad's heart.
I'm still recovering.
Ray