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  • Tralalalalala! My all-time favourite 1970s Hanna-Barbera cartoons

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    “Hi, my name is Andrew and I am old enough to have lived through the 1970s!”

    “Hi Andrew.”

    “You may think that makes me ridiculously old, and the way my body is behaving lately I feel that way sometimes, but growing up back in the age of bell bottoms, and Tang allowed me to watch a host of golden age cartoon shows that cared not for political correctness, and a whole lot for fun.

    “Here are the shows that meant the most to me.”

    “Thanks Andrew … but you’re still old.”

    “Shut up.”

    BANANA SPLITS

     

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    By the time I cam across the Banana Splits in the early 1970s, they were already in repeats with their hilariously chaotic show running for 31 gloriously anarchic episodes from September 1968 to September 1970.

    The hosts of the show were a bubblegum rock group  mad cup of Fleegle (guitar, vocals), Bingo (drums, vocals), Drooper (bass, vocals) and Snorky (keyboards, effects), and when they weren’t singing or engaging in madcap slapstick antics, they were introducing the cartoons and live action mini-shows – The Arabian Nights and The Three Musketeers, and Danger Island, a cliffhanger serial, respectively –  that peppered the show.

    It was colourful, funny, madcap, full on and a bundle of laughs, and to this day one of the most imaginative shows aimed at kids I’ve seen.

     

     

    SCOOBY DOO

     

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    Scooby Doo has been through a 1001 incarnations it seems – including the introduction of the cousin Oliver of the cartoon set, Scrappy Doo – but the series I remember most fondly debuted way back in 1969 and ran till 1971.

    The titular character Scooby Doo, and his best pal Shaggy, who were motivated primarily by the promise of food, and a paralysing fear of just about everything that goes bump in the night, were accompanied in their mystery solving efforts by the damsel-in-distress Daphne, and Fred and Velma, who let’s face it was the one who really got the detective work done.

    While every episode was pretty much the same – mystery introduced, ‘the Mystery Inc. gang’ as they were called, chased and terrorised, person or persons behind the mystery uncovered accompanied by the villain muttering “I would have got away with it too if it wasn’t for you kids” – I loved the goofy playfulness of Scooby and Scraggy, and the way they only really “helped” solve the mystery through slapstick luck and happenstance, and I often felt sorry for poor Velma who as the brains of the show was woefully under-appreciated.

     

     

    SPEED BUGGY 

     

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    Above everything else, Speed Buggy was sweet. Adorable in fact. Driven by his protective creator and builder Tinker, who was accompanied by his good looking perky friends, Mark and Debbie, he was the perfect mode of transportation.

    And crime fighter. With his human companions, he battle the baddies, and while occasionally taken over by them for their own nefarious purposes, he and Tinker and the gang always won out in the end.

    The cartoon series officially ran from 1973 to 1975 but proved so popular it was being shown for years afterwards on various US television series. Apparently they recycled a number of plot lines from stablemate series, Josie and the Pussycats, but I cared not. Speedy Buggy was the car I wanted to own, which was unusual since I hated cars for the most part and didn’t learn to drive till I was 24.

    If you had told me I could have driven Speed Buggy for real, I would’ve stuck those L plates on much earlier.

    (No embedded video on this one as they have all been disabled for this function on Youtube. No idea why.)

     

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    SEALAB 2020

     

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    Every episode of this sadly short-lived series began with these goose bump-inducing words …

    “This is the year two thousand and twenty. The place is the Challenger Seamount, the top of an underwater mountain. A complex beneath the sea. 250 men, women and children live here, each of them a scientist pioneer. For this is our last frontier, a hostile environment which may hold the key to tomorrow. Each day, these oceanauts meet new challenges as they build their city beneath the sea. This is Sealab 2020.”

    Hearing those words already gave me a thrill. I knew it was a cartoon but something about those portentous words, the heart-stoppingly serious nature of their adventures, the idea of people living and working on the ocean floor… all of which was profoundly impactful for a dreamer like me, a nascent sci-fi geek who dreamed of a world far away from the small town I lived in. It was, at heart, the ultimate escape for me.

    I was surprised that only 13 episodes of the show were ever made because it seemed like the adventures of the team, led by the handsome Dr Paul Williams (yes, I found a cartoon man handsome! Clearly sci-fi geekery was not the only identity beginning to take its shape within me) went on forever. They certainly inspired endless dreams of how life could be different for me.

     

     

     

    THE ROMAN HOLIDAYS

     

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    Another short-lived series, The Roman Holidays wondered what life would have been like for a Roman (with very 70s sensibilities) in 63 AD. Similar in tone to The Flintstones and The Jetsons, the day to day life of Augustus “Gus” Holiday and his family only lasted 13 episodes before going the way of Pompeii.

    It’s a pity really because even though the show was in many ways a re-hash of Hanna-Barbera shows that had gone before it, it was a lot of fun. Why they even had a pet lion called Brutus who if I recall got all these wonderful lines.

    No, it was not a masterful statement on anything in particular, unlike say Sealab 2020 but it provided lots of amusement for a young kid and in the end that’s what a cartoon should do.

     

     

    CATTANOOGA CATS

     

    Cattanooga Cats
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    This show was psychedelic to the max man! Following the adventures of a fictitious rock band, a favourite profession of so many Hanna Barbera cartoon characters, the Cattanooga Cats were known for their musical numbers which normally featured bright swirling 60s-inspired coloured backgrounds.

    Bright fun and engaging, the band was led by lead singer & guitarist Country, singer and dancer Kitty Jo (who owned an enormous goofy dog called Teeny Tim who was just hilarious), bassist Scoots, and drummer Groove, and pursued everywhere by uber-fan and autograph hound, Jessie.  The show ran much like The Banana Splits (but without the live segments) and featured three cartoons – Around the World in 79 DaysAutocat and Motormouse and the one I loved above all else, It’s the Wolf!, which featured the incomparable vocal and comical talents of the legendary Paul Lynde.

    While the show only ran in that one hour form for one season from 1969-1970, the show did continue on for another year after that in a cutdown form containing Around the World in 79 Days, with the other three cartoons spun off into their own show. Again, as a kid, I thought there episodes without number and I can remember watching the episodes, 16 in all, over and over and clearly caring not for any repetition.

     

     

    So which cartoons trigger a flood of memories for you?

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  • On the ninth day of Christmas… my cartoon Christmas ornaments reminded me of childhood past

    My Christmas tree is not your usual Christmas tree.
    Oh it has branches, and tinsel on the branches, and some sparkly red and silver baubles, and the most gorgeous blue and white twinkly lights. All the usual accoutrements, naturally and I adore it because it is exactly the sort of Christmas tree I have dreamed of having.
    But what it also has, that is a little different from most peoples’ trees, is a profusion of pop culture-themed ornaments. Lots of them! They have been collected over the years and they reflect my great and undying love of everything from TV to musicals to commercial icons to cartoons and characters like the Muppets. The tree is a reflection of what I love true, but what it also embodies is a certain nostalgia for shows and cartoons I watched growing up, and having them on the tree neatly encapsulates a sense of where I have come from and what made me who I am today.
    The reason why cartoons have been singled out for this blog post is that they, more than anything else, let me escape into a world unbounded by the constraints of reality, and for a boy with an unlimited, far reaching, and yes, quirky, imagination that was an amazing gift. Of course at the time, I just thought they were fun to watch, with engaging silly characters; something to while away the school holidays lying on the day and night couch in the family room while mum let us eat the unusually banned Froot Loops for breakfast.
    They also conjure up memories of who I was with. My siblings and I would slip out at 6 am when we were at my grandparents in Noraville on the NSW Central Coast (Australia), quietly turn on the TV – an act of great skill since it was an old TV and came on at full volume which meant you had to dial down the volume very quickly – and watch cartoons for three hours till it was time to go to the beach with my grandpa. He died quite some years ago so remembering the cartoons means remembering him, and that makes them precious… and still damn funny!
    So here are three of my cartoon ornaments and a brief rundown of the show itself, and why I loved them and they’re on the tree:
    SCOOBY DOO
    What would a morning of cartoons have been like without a great Dane called Scoody Doo, his best friend Shaggy, and Fred, Daphne and Velma? Rather boring that’s what! The show, which kicked off in 1969, and came from the Hanna-Barbera company, featured the four kids and Scooby solving all manner of supernatural mysteries by exposing them as the acts of far more mortal criminals up to some evil deed or another.
    Yes it was predictable, and the characters weren’t that deeply developed but I cared not. Scooby was hilarious, Shaggy was goofy and afraid of anything that moved, Velma was nerdy and clever, and Fred and Daphne were, well, they were rather bland. But they gained much from being in Scooby’s company and I loved trying to work out who the baddy was! 
    Now of course I can guess the perpetrator a mile off but back then, I was content to simply let the cartoon play out, pretend it wasn’t the same story week in, week out, and immerse myself in a world where good won out over evil, and you got Scooby snacks for doing that!
    Scooby Doo

    DAFFY DUCK

    He was Bugs Bunny’s bete noire, the hapless yin to Bugs’ consummately in control yang, and a delight to watch when he lost at whoever he was opposing which was pretty much everyone. Yes I know we were all supposed to love Bugs more, and I probably did, but there was something about Daffy, who started life as a character in the Looney Tunes and Merrie Melodies series of cartoons beginning in the 1930s, that appealed. I don’t think I would have been able to articulate it when I was younger, but there was a sense even then that the shiny happy characters weren’t always the most appealing.
    There was a part of me that loved Bugs for his roguish charm, and the manner in which everything came his way, but deep down my heart was with Daffy who was flawed, frustrated and often angry at life. He was a screwball figure who slipped and slid through life with very little grace and ease, and I am pretty sure even then, lying in that family room, that I knew that I was more like Daffy than Bugs.
    Now of course I know I am. Oh I would love to be a graceful-under-fire adult all the time, able to leap social buildings with a single flawless bound but alas, while I get it right much of the time, I also slip up far more than I’d like. I let my emotions off the leash far more than I should do, and reap less than desirable consequences much like Daffy does. But all that simply underscores that I am human, and that’s not such a bad thing.
    TOP CAT
    He was another creation of the Hanna-Barbera cartoon factory, but unlike the long running Scooby Doo, his TV series only for 30 episodes ran from 1961 to 1962. I am not sure why he didn’t last longer because he was sassy, fun, and was the anti-establishment figure trying to outwit the law, in this case Officer Dibble. He had a gang – the adorable Benny the Ball (also his sidekick), Choo-Choo, Fancy-Fancy, and Spook – an alley he commanded and wit and sparkle and a joie de vivre that Office Dibble never managed to vanquish.
    I loved him. I loved his accent, his cheekiness, and the way he subverted what you were supposed to do. For a pastor’s kid, boxed in on all sides by people who thought they knew better than I did about pretty much everything, and made sure you complied with their take on life, the idea that you could challenge and beat authority was a beguiling one. 
    Again, I wasn’t self aware at this age to fully articulate the need to stand up for myself, but clearly the embryonic urge to do so was there since this cartoon appealed so much to me. I hope the fact that it only ran for 30 episodes isn’t some sort of message that standing up for yourself is doomed to be a short-lived thing! I don’t think so. Since I grew up, and wised up to what you can do when you are yourself and firmly stand up for who and what you are, I seem to have survived just fine.
    And it’s partly thanks to Top Cat, Scooby Doo and Daffy Duck and their ornaments on my Christmas tree which remind me every year that the richness of my present life owes much to what came for.

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