Sid and Marty Krofft … oy! Even when I was a kid I found their shows aggressively annoying. That’s why I don’t think in my entire life I’ve ever watched more than two complete episodes of either * Lidsville* or H.R. Pufnstuf. (By the way, does anybody now think the talking flute on that show sounds a lot like Mr. Bill?)
Charles Nelson Reilley, along with Paul Lynde and Alan Suess from “Laugh In” are people whose very existance seemed to be for the purpose of being wacky and appealing to kids on television. Until decades later when you discover what their persona really indicated (not that I’m convinced that CNR is gay).
Anyway, I think “Lidsville” was indeed my favorite Kroft production. I remember “The Bugaloos” being far too nauseating to consider watching, yet unlike the previous hour when there were several cartoon shows over which I had to agonize in choosing, there were few less nauseating alternatives. I usually wound up watching “Far Out Space Nuts”, which was basically “Dusty’s Trail” set in outer space.
Is CNR gay?
Is a clutch purse at the Emmies gay?
Are black leather chaps over a bare ass gay?
Are three dollar bills gay?
Is hiding behind Mrs. Muir because one sees a “hlllll-hnnn, a ghost!” gay?
Is loudly proclaiming, “I said boobs, Gene!” gay?
Is “openly gay funnyman, Charles Nelson Reilly” gay?
You be the judge.
This is not so far in the past, but does anyone else remember “D.C. Follies”? It was one of the last things the Krofft Bros. did that made it to TV. It was syndicated, and usually on at a really bad time slot, and featured puppets of ex-presidents in a bar in D.C. (Nixon would bump into Gerald Ford and say “Pardon me!” - oh what comedy). I think that pretty much was the last we’ve seen of them.
Syncrolecyne Yep. One episode had guest star Robert Englund, as Freddy Krueger, having a chat with televangelist Jim Baker. The puppeteers and a few puppets sometimes appeared on Hollywood squares.
Oh. My. God.
When I saw the title of this thread, and read the OP, I was thinking, “Okay, as a kid in the '70s I was traumatized by H.R. Puffinstuff, enjoyed Sigmund and Land of the Lost, and detested Space Nuts and Electra Woman (and that was before that bitch killed my beloved Jack Deveraux on Days!). So why the hell don’t I remember this show???”
And then I clicked the link to the Lidsville page on NostalgiaCentral. And saw Hoodoo.
And I remembered.
::curls up in a fetal position, whispering::
The horror! … The horror!
Jerusalem H. Crickets, NOW I realize why I’ve been in therapy all these years. Hoodoo was like a much bigger, much louder, and only slightly campier version of the Oompa Loompas. He scared the BEJEEBUS out of me. Same goes for that *#&#$^ Genie.
Hmmm. Looking back, I think I had issues with brightly painted faces.
::choie glances warily at the smilies… ::
It sounds like it. I want to have no shame like CNR when I grow up. 
Since we’re mentioning him, I figured a nod to his latest incarnation, the Dirty Bubble, ought not to be out of place. Oh, and just look at his latest entry on imdb.com - that ought to put the question to rest. 
Which itself was basically “Gilligan’s Island” set in the Old West.
It was on in the early '90s; Fred Willard played the bartender. Pretty good show, as I recall.
To be fair to Sid and Marty there were other kidde shows that were also scary and weird.
Does anybody remember Big John, Little John? Not about any character in Robin Hood. A school teacher takes a sip from the fountain of youth and turns 12. But only for a little while. Hilarity was supposed to ensue as he had no controll over when he would change.
Oh and theme was
*Big John has a problem
as you can plainly see
one minute he’s forty
the next he’s thirty-three
Big John keeps a-changeing
befor your very eyes
He’s twenty-five and then nineteen
and then he’s twelve in size.
Big John, Little John
What a way to grow
Big John, Little John
He grew from high to low *
Of course I the idea that I would someday turn into an overwieight, bald school teacher was pretty freaky but I did wonder about how his wife reacted to the 12 year old husband.
Then there was also Run Joe Run. Kind of like the Hulk in that Joe wandered around helping people while he was a fugitive from (un)justice.
But Joe was a dog. An army trained German Shepard and I seem to recall that Joe had flashbacks. I found the flashbacks kind of weird.
And I thought the Dirty Bubble was CNR’s trippiest role.
I just want to say thatButch Patrick has the weirdest collection of IMDB entries I have ever seen.
You see in the late 60s and early 70s Saturday morning kids’ shows writer & producers did drugs. I mean a lot of drugs. Thus Sigmund and the Sea Monsters, Lidsville, H.R. Puffinstuff and the rest.
Hell even Scooby Doo had some serious stoner elements and that was tame compared to everything by Sid and Marty Krofft.
goes back 40-odd posts and 13-odd years
It was The Krofft Supershow here in L.A. It was weird, but I would watch it if I had nothing better to do. Sigmund and Electra-Woman and Dyna-Girl were my favorites.
Ah, I didn’t think I’d ever seen Lidsville, but I remember Genie. So I guess I saw a few bits and pieces and conflated them with Pufnstuf, who I definitely remember. Land of the Lost bored me as a kid. Far Out Space Nuts and the Jim Nabors/Ruth Buzzi Lost Saucer were both lame even to a 5 year old me.
And it was a very specific scene in Electrawoman and Dynagirl that first clued me that there might be something…special…about women.
Easy to do given that Billie Hayes played similar characters in both.
They had two. The Krofft Supershow in 1976/77 and the Krofft Superstar Hour in 1978. They were technically the same show, but the Superstar Hour changed formats, moved to NBC and added the Bay City Rollers
Read this whole zombie thread, and there’s not one mention of Bigfoot and Wildboy. I misspent my entire youth.
Lidsville and HR Puff N Stuff are the main reasons i attribute to never taking drugs.
And i was not even a little kid when those came out.
Oh, sweet Jesus. I had somehow repressed the existence of that show years ago. Looking at images and YouTube clips it is all rushing back like some horrible repressed memory.
Gah!
Oh good lord that just reminded me of The Bugaloos
Sorry if theyve already been mentioned