As a little kid, I can remember his show where the lyrics of songs were scrolled on the screen with a bouncing ball above the text - hence the phrase “follow the bouncing ball” came into common usage. Think primitive karaoke.
He had a chorus of male singers (with the occasional female guest) singing the songs as the viewing audience joined in at home.
My mother loved that show and would sing along to every tune - much to the embarrassment of us kids.
I did smile at the daughter’s explanation of cause of death - “he died of just old age”. End of the bouncing ball.
OMG. I haven’t thought about him in years, but if I had, I would have thought he had already died.
My mom died in 1971 and I remember her being a big fan back before she got sick, which would have been prior to 1970. That’s forty years ago and I guess he wasn’t exactly a spring chicken then (59).
I remember my parents’ having one or two of his LPs in their collection. Each LP had a bound-in booklet of lyric sheets, perforated so that they could be removed and shared with guests at sing-along parties. The mere thought of that kind of party always made me roll my eyes, so I was relieved to note that all pages were still intact in my parents’ copies.
Also, from the article:
Uh, no. I hear “Bismillah” and if memory serves the (non-perforated) lyrics printed in Queen’s A Night at the Opera LP rendered it as such. When I was in journalism school they taught us to fact-check our articles. This reporter should be ashamed for not spending thirty seconds with google to disprove her own mondegreen.
The lady next door to us (my best friend’s mother) would never miss his show. On warm summer evenings she’d have all the windows open, and the entire neighborhood would sing along.
I own the “Sing Along with Mitch” Christmas CD and play it every Christmas. Had to special order it, but its the album I grew up hearing while I decorated the tree.
Nobody of my generation can hear “The Stars and Stripes Forever” without that web-footed friends lyric going through their heads. I can only be grateful that he chose a fairly lousy (IMO) tune to ruin.
I think he did a good thing by perpetuating old American songs, although the Sing Along group was hopelessly bland.
As an A&R guy, I don’t much mind that he disliked rock and roll; there were plenty around to pick up the slack. And he did discover Aretha Franklin.
I have similar memories of that album as a child. If I recall, it came with multiple copies of the lyrics so everyone could sing along. They ran out of space and didn’t include the words to “The Christmas Song” with the note that they thought everyone knew the words to that. To my 8-year-old mind, I thought “Rudolph” would have been the song everyone knew.