In response to my slamjob a few weeks ago on Tom Carvel, a friend shared with me some of the vintage Carvel Ice Cream tv ads via You Tube. This brought back even more memories. I was on the sidelines when a lot of this footage was originally shot.
Once again, the cheap bastard didn't use real cameramen and production people when he needed to tape new commercials. Instead, he made arrangements to use the AV studios of a nearby Catholic seminary. The old man got tons of free studio time and a bunch of kids got four credits. The place was run by a couple of nuns, who got all sorts of giddy because they were in the presence of this ice cream prince. Of course, the porno tapes he had in the back seat of his car were not made available to them.
There was one shoot where he had some baseball promotion. For that, TC invited his "good" friend Mickey Mantle to film the commercial with him. The good news was that Mickey showed up sober for the day. The bad news was he brought his buddy Billy Martin with him. Thinking that Martin was going to be a distraction during production, they elected me to sit with him in a classroom and essentially babysit the guy. After about five minutes of small talk, Billy and I had little more to share with each other. He excused himself for the men's room and I promptly lost him for an hour. I know he didn't find the men's room, because, when I found him, he was peeing in the snow outside.
Meanwhile, Mickey was in the studio giving a pretty lady his hotel key. What he didn't realize was that the lady in question was one of the nuns who ran the place.
Good times.
Dinner last night: Chef's Salad.
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Enquiring minds want to know who was the voice of Cookie Puss? It was a speeded-up tape. TC perhaps?
I took the class at that "studio" run by the church (on the grounds of the child molesters training school). TC never showed for us. Damn.
I insist that your Carvel material, pure gold that it is, be used in a sitcom. It's only funnier because it's true. TC and Mildred deserve resurrection.
See ya on the West Side.
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