So I was having a little trouble settling my mind on any one thing tonight. Nothing appealed. Heck, I couldn’t even decide what to make for dinner, so we had take out. It’s just one of those days where my brain refuses to play along. Then I go to my favorite rock history site for a little inspiration. I noticed that on this day in rock history, there were quite a few marriages and quite a few deaths. Since I don’t really care that Pink Floyd’s David Gilmour got married today (Happy Anniversary, Mr. & Mrs. Gilmour), I focused in on one of the deaths: Mama Cass Elliot.
I like The Mamas & The Papas, even if John Phillips was a controlling bastard with anger management issues, an extreme substance abuse problem, and a bad parent of epic proportions. He might’ve been the creative force of the group, but he wasn’t the voice. That belonged to all of them as a whole, and Denny Doherty and Cass Elliot as individuals. When the group split up, Eliot went on to a pretty successful solo career that was tragically cut short by a heart attack in 1974; she was only 32. She had a couple of hits, and did some live and voice acting, most memorably for me in an episode of The New Scooby Doo Movies. (Yeah, I still watch Scooby Doo whenever I get the chance. Got something to say about it?) What I did not know–and was tickled purple to find out–was that she had a role in the full-length feature Pufnstuf.
Yes, indeed. Someone thought it would be a good idea to make a movie based on the psychedelic kids’ show H.R. Pufnstuf. It was one of my favorites as a child–just about anything by Sid and Marty Krofft made it onto my viewing list–although I feel compelled to apologize to my mother every time I see it as an adult. It really was awful but in a really good way. (I can’t believe the Krofft’s weren’t high when they came up with this stuff, but they’ve always claimed they were sober as judges.) I haven’t had the good/bad fortune to see the movie yet, so I never knew about this charming little tune before. But it’s one of the most wonderful messages to send to kids ever. It’s okay to be different. There’s nothing wrong with you if you’re different. Enjoy being different. Different is good.
I think I might need to add this movie to my Netflix queue.