ComiCentric Issue 60: Muppets aren’t sexual… they just want to be felt.
There is a place in reality where everything breaks, and the lines of the surreal take hold. A place where you can sit in front of the tube with a bowl of cereal and live between the commercials. Formulaic adventures of good vs evil where we would have to come back week to week for a resolution that would never come. But we would migrate every week to the same rhythmic position. In tune with the cosmic channels.
A multitude of varieties of worlds all just a channel or two away. And in one such world lived the Muppets.
We all know the Muppets, every so often they tend to pop back up into mainstream continuity. Bringing back the same old faces in new updated circumstances. Whether it was a variety show with a cavalcade of actors that showcased numbers that helped best understand what a Muppet and man can do. To pandemic driven content to help the masses heal and help us know that it will be ok. The Muppets have been comforting and entertaining us for 50+ years.
No matter what iteration there was always a house band. “Originating” from New Orleans, Louisiana. The Electric Mayhem has always been the band we cut to when we need that break. But not just a house band they were often found in skits and always looming in the background. While prominent in several of The Muppet’s albums, The Electric Mayhem has been more of a cover band and have never released a solo album.
Hard to believe this imaginary make-believe band has never made a single solo album. Nothing under ‘The Electric Mayhem’ banner. In a world where our pop stars are holographic and British cartoon bands are selling out stadiums. There has to be a spot for the Electric Mayhem?
PS. I got the album. My review: While they weren’t Presbyterians but they sure know how to party. It’s fooking tits!!