the Banana Splits
This is a postcard that Kilometres and I wrote for someone else (for those of you who don’t know, KM and I like to write absurd postcards for people…it’s good times, you should try it), but I was so fond of it that he gave it back to me. I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard writing a postcard in my life. Enjoy!
Behold the fallen glory that was the juggernaut of children’s entertainment in the early 70s:
The Banana Splits.
The roster included the likes of Drug Abuse Dog (or DAD for short as he encouraged the kids to call him), Hypochondriphant, the paranoid disease fearing elephant character whose inability to let go of John Lionnen’s tail led to rampant rumours as to the nature of the relationship between the two core members of the group. There was also Beaver-Bear-Cat-Killa-Gorilla (though certainly not a gorilla), perhaps the individual in the group beset by the most problems, suffering from mild retardation [my note: I’m going to blame KM for that one…Community Psychology me would never have anything to do with that!] and an ever present species identity disorder, he was incarcerated after their final televised performance having gone on a rampage that ended with him eating a key grip. Rounding out the assemblage of zoological misfits was John Lionnen, the self proclaimed genius who founded the group. The photo pictured on front was taken shortly before the group was permanently dissolved when, out of protest over not receiving royalties from children’s lunch box sales, Lionnen sewed the mouth of his costume shut. This is the last known photo of the biggest selling children’s entertainment group from May 1972 to June 1972. Their rise to stardom was unheralded, but their songs will forever (or at least a while longer anyway) be remembered as a part of British music history. The following is a list of some of the songs on that best selling album:
Stick my banana in your split
Eat banana, eat eat banana
My banana has a curve in it
Splits need bananas
If you’re my friend, you’ll lick my split
Is that a banana in your pocket?
I just want to be your banana
and the ballad classic:
I just can’t stop (lovin’ your banana)
posted by bag marla at 2:25 p.m.
2 Comments:
It makes me a little disappointed in myself that it took me so long to comment on this.
This postcard and the events surrounding it is the greatest thing I've ever done I swear it! And as a testament to how in the dumps I was recently when I read this I didn't laugh once.
You know how you know you're in a bad way? Read one of your fondest memories from one of your best friends ever and don't laugh, that's how.
Wanna know why I'm sharing this? Because reading this reminded me of what it means to be loved so much by such wonderful people.
Your timing was impeccable on this one. Thank you.
That is all.
This is one of my fondest memories too...I can't recall EVER laughing so hard. Some of my happiest memories are writing postcards with you, and it's a shame we don't do it more often.
I'm glad this was good timing for you...I hoped it would remind you of the good old days to help you see beyond all the stress in your life right now. Glad it worked, even if it took a while.
Lots of love and big hugs! No matter what goes on in your life I'll always be there, so don't ever forget!!!
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