I met Bobby “Boris” Pickett in the mid-90’s, at a Famous Monsters of Movieland convention in Universal City, CA. We sat in the hotel bar for about an hour and talked about novelty music and old Universal monster movies. He thought the woman playing the piano in the bar was really cute.
A couple of hours later I watched him perform, what he referred to as “a medley of my hit”. It was, of course, The Monster Mash.
It was a graveyard smash.
Bobby Pickett died of leukemia yesterday. He was 69.
He was one of the good ones.
So long, Bobby.
69. That’s damned young.
And I remember the Monster Mash – it was indeed a graveyard smash.
I was 15 and in love with Jenneke.