Local Legends presents

 

 

 

 

 

 

Local Legends recently found itself in need of a good mortician (don't ask...) but we dug up Grimsley instead. The Grim one himself informed us of not only his very reasonable rates for disposal --ah- graveside services --but told us a bit about how the whole business started in the first place! We were so excited that we hope someday you too will be able to "use his services". However for now we'll just let our dear not-quite-departed Robert Foster a.k.a. Grimsley tell you his life (and death) story in his own grim words below.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Robert grew up in the Old Hollywood Aristocracy. His mother Sally Blane starred in almost 200 films, even Night of Terror with Bela Lugosi. Her sisters were Loretta Young and Polly Ann Young. His father Norman Foster was a leading man who was soon directing countless films. A close friend, Garrett Fort, wrote the original Frankenstein and little Robert was often forced to watch it on telly. His father asked why he was so obsessed with horror films. "It's all your fault, Daddy."

As a child he lived in a fantasy world, prone to a form of sleepwalking called night terrors. Completely aware of everything around him, he would be caught in a recurring nightmare that would resume exactly where he had left off the previous night. Dreams of flying through his house at night were so convincing he believed them.

 

 

 

 

Over summer vacations Robert was left at the Disney Studios while his father locked himself in to complete scripts he would direct: Davy Crockett and Zorro, among others. His office was just to one side of Walt's. Robert had free reign of the lot: the Nautilus submarine and giant squid from 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, secret plans for some Park, scale models, and drawings for a Haunted Mansion that seemed to change every day.

 

 

 

 

 

Walt would be over for dinner and ask his mother what she thought of this place he was building. Little Robert made his father ask Walt to put dinosaurs in the park. Without skipping a beat he picked up the phone and ordered Audio-Animatronics. When Disney ran into the red, Robert gave his father 13 cents he had saved up to bring to him. Walt got very emotional when he saw it.

His father dragged him into the theatre to see House of Usher which Grimsley would host many years later. Going downstairs one morning, he ran into the actress who was buried alive in the film.  Myrna Fahey, was his sister's best friend. He found Barbara Steele's telephone number and called, stunned when she very politely invited him to visit but he lost his nerve.

 

 

 

 

His mother brought him to the set of Comedy of Terrors where he met Vincent Price and Peter Lorre. Basil Rathbone had fallen asleep in a coffin. Bowing to Boris Karloff,, Robert asked if he could bring him some tea. "That's quite all right, sonny, I'm just made up to look old, see?

For his twenty-first birthday his girlfriend wanted him to spend the weekend up north for a concert. He would have been sitting in her seat when the car went out of control, killing her exactly as she had described in a childhood nightmare. Weeks later he was on a lonely stretch of road at night when she appeared, the first and only time he had actually seen an apparition. Years previous, they had both sworn who ever died first would come back to the other.

 

 

 

 

 

He moved into a house that was completely covered in ivy and vines, even up to the windows. It was haunted by some presence he could only hear. Footsteps were coming from his bedroom, and he had lived there alone for years.

Not that he ever wanted to host horror films, he just knew he would be doing it, even with an incurable, terrifying shyness. A director sensed his near pathological fear and cast him as the lead in the stage production of SCROOGE! One night after the lights came on he saw wheelchairs filled with children with birth defects. They didn't have hands or arms. They were applauding with hooks and pinchers.

 

 

 

 

In the early 70s he was MCing horror stage shows in essentially what would become the Grimsley costume. Anthony B Cassara, an executive at Channel 5, suggested he host their Halloween Special, Horror of Dracula with Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing. Without Tony there never would have been a show. There never would have been anything. Grimsley's armchair was made from a prop found on the lot. Many years later he recognized the same piece, a mirror used in a key scene of The Ten Commandments.

 

 

 

 

 

Grimsley comic art. Roger Holquin, a fantastic artist, was a huge fan of Grimsley (the very first fan letter he received), going back to the premiere on Channel 5. He was doing these sketches while watching the shows.

 

 

 

 

 

His father had redirected the character into someone much more nasty but he died the night before Grimsley was signed and there must have been some demons at work because Robert had just lost his best friend, his father, and was doing a dark comedy about death.

Before they even built the set he could see it. Everything had a fallen elegance to it, cobwebbed remnants of a palace now in ruins. It had become a mortuary. He was in a sense a doomed romantic, half in love with easeful death.

 

 

 

 

Don Reed, the Dracula Society and the Academy of Science Fiction, Fantasy and Horror were always there to help. At a personal appearance someone had put bright balloons all over the stage. Grimsley jumped up and down, popping all of them, screaming insults and "I am not a bloody clown!" They loved it.

And the series would not exist were it not for Sue Forrest. She simply would not give up, fiercely determined to have Grimsley on the air every Saturday night and she never let anyone say no. Sue wrote some of the best lines.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What Grimsley went after was the exact opposite of a host. He was an insufferable snob, egotistical, immensely stupid, very accident-prone, and, oddly enough, dead. Tried to have him fall down and get hurt at least three times every show. He brought cabbage, tomatoes or cake for the crew. Not to eat. To throw at him. Two shows were taped every two weeks, followed by Live News and the poor anchors would just wander in with their mouths open, staring at the filth (and probably smelling) what Grimsley had left behind after the taping, the soggy bloodstained cake and sticky cobwebs that had gotten onto their set.

 

 

 

 

The theme song was written in one night. He walked into the studio at Warner Brothers Music, recorded it on the first take, posed for publicity photos with the President, and went back home to catch up on his sleep.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The character was refined into - suppose refined is not a word that goes into the same sentence as Grimsley - he wanted an elegantly crass look to the show though there were some gothic undercurrents. The original opening had a plastic castle bombarded by bubbles and a flying pig. It was really an elephant but the trunk was so short it looked like a pig. The audio man put in pig noises as it flew past the camera. They used the fog machine to create mist in the background. While reruns aired over the summer, Robert went to Britain to shoot haunted mansions and castles for cutaways and managed to let himself in the house used in The Haunting. On his return he cut a new opening, very gothic: an ancient Long Island cemetery just before a storm.

 

 

 

 

Grimsley was the unwilling victim of a cruel twist of fate, a dead mortician celebrating the very worst of human nature. (Grimsley very nearly became a kiddie show. A program director at Channel 5 suggested this idea. The idea of teaching toddlers how to embalm would have been a bit strange - but then again - this was Hollywood...)The audience seemed to be Women 18-49, according to the ratings and shares, but there were senior citizens, small children who stayed up far past bed-time, and many professionals in the funeral industry. Everyone at Forest Lawn watched Grimsley except when they had the night shift because they "started seeing things like bodies rising." Some younger girls fell in love with him and their parents would lament this strange period in their daughter's life at personal appearances. "Not to worry, Luv. He's dead, you know?" This thoroughly rotten person was loved because they saw past the makeup and the ballyhoo. They could read between the lines.

 

 

 

 

 

Grimsley was very rarely recognized out of makeup. This even found its way into a Congressional Report in Washington! Grimsley made a personal appearance at the El Portal Theater in North Hollywood where he did a live show and hosting duties for two movies "The Vampire" and "Arnold". (Click on Arnold's name to hear a promotional spot for the movie.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He told them the show was in 3-D which of course it wasn't and pretended "Everyone else has their glasses, why didn't you send me the money?" He re-dubbed part of a movie with his voice for the girl and used a female for the man. He pompously opened Grimsleyland ... Where You Can Bury Your Friends and Have Fun at the Same Time. He sold Numbkins, little furry pets guaranteed to die the first week, a Carwash for Bodies (Hot Wax is Extra), and Dog Toupees for balding poodles. He played Pink Elephants on Parade over The Crawling Eye, colourized pink. One movie had a dwarf with fangs running into the camera and you heard the Munchkin Song from Wizard of Oz. In Haunted Palace as Vincent Price was surrounded by deformed villagers he played It's a Small World. A coach and horses ran over a man and Grimsley danced with a sparkling wand to Bibbidy-Bobbity-Boo. Someone was screaming on fire, running through the woods and Grimsley smiled happily. "Oh, look, there's Smokey the Bear!" As a girl was undressing, he literally stepped into the film holding a sheet "to preserve her modesty." On a show that would run New Year's Eve he got progressively more drunk every time he came on and passed out before he could close with "It's Been Nice ... Decomposing with You", falling backwards off the casket onto his head. The Official Station Announcer for Channel 9 had to apologize. Of course, it was all staged.

 

 

 

 

There was the Basic Intelligence Test. Your television set is:

  1. On
  2. Off

Because of time, they almost never blocked out a scene. Poor cameramen went absolutely mad but who needed him to be in the frame all the time? All the scripts had the camera tight on his face so it was much more intimate and unlike anything else on television. Grimsley has hazel eyes with flecks of gold so those close-ups were almost hypnotic. Parents said their children started watching and could finally see horror films without having nightmares. Some little girl wrote I'd never seen Grandfather smile. Last Saturday I heard him laughing all the way down the hall. I walked in and he had Grimsley on.

 

 

 

 

 

Care to visit with Grimsley? Just click on the following links:

Grimsley 1 Grimsley 2 Grimsley 3 Grimsley 4 Grimsley 5

You'll need real player to view these clips. You can download one for free at www.real.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The best shows were written late at night during long walks with a tape recorder. The character came to life without any conscious effort and long after he had left Channel 9 the crews spoke of him in hushed tones, almost bowing their heads, he was told. Grimsley was real. He existed even in death, and how could you kill him? He was already dead. There was never at any time a credit on the show to say who played him. The most it ever said was Grimsley Courtesy of Grimsley Mortuary.

 

 

 

 

Grimsley premiered in 1975, left the airwaves in 1978 over the syndication split had been changed, encouraged rumours of his own death, and was besieged by telephone calls from fans who said there was nothing on television Saturday night anymore. There was this incredible show of loyalty. The next few years - and his life - were saved by the female fans who kept Grimsley alive. They will always be remembered with the deepest affection and were the sole reason he did not destroy himself completely. And then of course after being off the air one vanished into obscurity. But Bloody Hell. Even after all those years, Grimsley was going to come back from the dead, not once but TWICE.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They were going to shoot everything at W. C. Fields's mansion which surely would have been magic. Sue Forrest and her then-husband Terry Chambers retaped all of the shows. Grimsley's television run encompassed Channel 5's Halloween Special, Channel 9's Halloween Specials, and one show every Saturday night from 1976 to 1978. There were 220 re-taped wrap-arounds (27 new shows) which have as yet to air and they are out there somewhere. Where is the master? They should run in cyberspace.

So many lifetimes after the show, someone will be seen wearing a Grimsley T-Shirt. On Sunset Strip he overheard Grimsley - We used to watch him all the time.

 

 

 

 

Robert never used a sequencer with any synthesizer but when he played the keys hard, the music actually squeaked. Hence, SQUEAKQUENCER. His son Charles who produced the first four albums came up with the name.

All tracks are recorded live without mixes or overdubs. (Interestingly enough, the first SqueakQuencer albums to arrive on the East Coast had been sent with props from Grimsley. Purely by accident, someone had used a box of embalming fluid which had leaked all over the CDs, a molten mass of runny plastic that smelled of formaldehyde ... unplayable but, happily, preserved indefinitely.) Music critics compared the music to Vangelis and Jean Michel Jarre "but much darker" SQUEAKQUENCER is a sound all its own: constantly shifting timings, dark undercurrents, complex rhythm patterns, interweaving layers of acoustic and electric guitar. In some of the sessions, he played so hard his fingers were bleeding.

Still shy, he is absolutely terrified of crowds, but the music will inevitably force him to play live. He loves his new girlfriend Stephanie Payne (Dark Arts, Puppetina) Truly, Madly, Deeply.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hear Squeakquencer!

Frankenstein

Real Horror Show

Download Real Players for free at www.real.com!

 

 

 

 

 

SQUEAKQUENCER ON CD

Night of the Almost Living But Not Quite Exactly Dead (Grimsley is on the cover, with a ticket to an amusement park for zombies inside)

It's ... (The whole thing glows in the dark)

Mousetronaut (Has rats singing)

Frankenstein: Sex Music For Robots (Special glasses are inside for viewing Ray Zone's amazing 3-Ds in hyper-stereo)

I Was Eaten by Zombies in the Mall (Secret zombie device hidden inside)

Wanker (The first album in Scent-O-Rama, with Scratch and Sniff Cards inside)

If there is one thing he cannot stand, it is artists who use gimmicks on their albums. He is presently recording final tracks for the seventh album.

SQUEAKQUENCER will eventually be available at places like Aron's Records and Amoeba. Right now they are all at the loft on Alfred Street.

Anyone wishing to contact Grimsley or obtain a CD may e-mail him at: squeakquencer@yahoo.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

return