Cass Elliot carried one of her greatest secrets to her
grave.
Nobody knew who her child's real father was.
It was only years later that Elliot's bandmate Michelle Phillips
discovered his identity,
and it was the biggest bombshell of all.
She was the breakout star of the folk rock band
The Mamas and the Papas,
but her on stage talent masked her tragic true story
full of unrequited love,
embarrassing career blunders, secret trysts and dangerous diets.
Her struggle with herself image haunted her right until she
sang her last note with one mean myth that persists
to this day.
Ellen Naomi Cohen was born in Baltimore,
MD in September 1941. Her family,
who were Russian Jewish immigrants,
struggled financially throughout her childhood.
But despite those hardships, she always seemed destined for greatness.
She had nothing if not a radiant personality and oodles
of talent,
but she also had her demons.
Even from a young age,
Cass struggled with her weight and the stigma that came
along with it.
In high school, she found a community that allowed her
talents to soar.
She developed a love for theatre and performing in front
of audiences.
She came up with a stage name,
Cass Elliott. By reportedly borrowing from the legendary actress Peggy
Cass and a friend who had died.
This alter ego gave her the confidence to perform.
What she did with that new found confidence was risky.
Having discovered her true talent,
Cass dropped out of high school and moved to New
York to pursue a career in acting.
However, Broadway wasn't kind to her.
After losing out on a role to the as yet
unknown Barbra Streisand,
Cass turned to singing, hoping that music wouldn't break her
heart like theatre had.
She was horribly wrong. Breaking out into music,
Cass met with moderate success.
She formed 2 bands between
1962 and 64, The Big Three and later the Mugwumps.
In fact, it was while singing with The Mugwumps that
she met Denny Doherty,
the man that she would follow to the ends of
the earth.
In the first cruel twist to her romantic life,
however, she became unexpectedly unavailable.
Even though Cass was in love with Doherty,
she ended up getting hitched to another one of her
bandmates.
In 1963, Cass married her Mugwumps guitarist,
James Hendricks. There wasn't any love between the two.
The marriage was a simple arrangement to help Hendrix dodge
the draft.
Because her marriage was a sham,
Cass knew that her only real tie to Hendrix was
their band.
So after eight months, the Mugwumps split up and Cass
struck out on her own,
hoping that Doherty would follow her.
Instead, however, he joined the New Journeyman,
a band that consisted of the husband and wife duo
John and Michelle Phillips.
Cass was willing to do anything to get into the
new band.
Doherty had so far rebuffed Cass as a lover because
of her weight,
but he couldn't deny her talent and he knew that
she was the missing ingredient in the new journeyman.
But John Phillips didn't want to let Cass in the
band.
Apparently, he thought that her voice was too deep for
his arrangements.
In private, however, he was singing a different tune.
Publicly, Philip stated that Cass's voice wasn't right for the
new journeyman.
Behind closed doors, he was extremely critical of her appearance.
Phillips believed that Cass was simply too heavy to join
the group.
Her already shaky confidence could barely handle the truth.
Throughout her life and career,
Cass faced society's unfair beauty standards.
In a time that celebrated wafer thin women like Audrey
Hepburn,
Cass felt that she didn't stand a chance.
Despite John Phillips repeated refusals,
Cass was desperate to join the new journeyman to get
closer to Doherty.
According to Michelle Phillips, Cass even followed the band around
everywhere they went.
What they put her through was downright cruel.
As she followed them around,
the new journeyman treated Cass even worse than they would
have treated an annoying groupie.
They ordered her around, forced her to serve them drinks,
and even teased her by allowing her to rehearse with
them but not perform.
However, fortunately for Cass, the tables were about to turn
dramatically in her favour.
The new journeymen had a habit of putting good times
ahead of their music,
spending more money on substances than on anything else.
Eventually, they ran out of money and had to turn
to the only person they knew who would take them
in Cass.
Desperate for a roof over their heads,
they turned up at Cass's Los Angeles home,
and she made them an offer they couldn't refuse.
When the new journeyman showed up on Cass's doorstep,
she saw an opportunity to finally get what she wanted.
Reportedly, Cass took advantage of the group's dire situation.
Whether he liked her size or not,
John Phillips had to agree to let Cass into the
band or sleep on the streets.
But there's another version of the story of how Cass
came to be in the band
For years. The official story was that it was fate,
and not poor money management that brought Cass and the
new journeyman together.
According to this version of events,
Cass had accompanied the new journeyman on a trip to
Saint Thomas in the Virgin Islands.
While there, she was walking under a construction site when
a pipe fell on her head.
Cass was knocked off her feet,
and the supposed head injury unbelievably caused her to sing
in the higher register.
That John Phillips had been looking for
the crazy pipe to the head story was likely just
Cass's way of covering up the embarrassing truth.
Decades later, sources close to the band revealed that John
Phillips didn't want it leaking out to their fans,
that he had essentially fat shamed Cass out of joining.
Whatever the truth, Cass was finally in the band.
After some late night inspiration,
they renamed themselves the Mamas and the Papas.
Then the good time started to roll
with Cass's vocals, the band recorded huge hits like California
Dreaming and Monday Monday.
But even though she was in the band,
the teasing about her weight didn't stop.
In fact, it got worse.
John and Michelle Phillips, along with Doherty,
openly mocked Cass's weight and the lyrics of their songs.
For example, in the band's hit song Creek Alley,
they wrote the lyrics. No one's getting fat except Mama
Cass.
The insulting lyrics struck A chord with their fans,
and much to Cass's dismay,
the nickname Mama Cass stuck.
Then one of her bandmates crossed a line.
Cass had really only joined the Mamas and the Papas
because of her unrequited love for Doherty.
Sadly, while Cass had been paining over him,
he'd been lusting over someone else.
In fact, the object of her affection had started up
an affair with the object of her jealousy,
Michelle Phillips.
When Doherty told her that he was having an affair
with Phillips,
Cass was left utterly heartbroken and full of envious rage.
The betrayal left her Crest fallen,
she lamented to Phillips. You can have any man in
the world,
why take the one man I love?
Even after Doherty had told Cass about the affair,
she still held out hope that one day he might
grow to love her.
Decades later, Doherty revealed that Cass had proposed to him
one night,
but that he hadn't answered because he'd been too intoxicated.
She buried her wars with the Mamas and the Papas
into her music and a dangerous amount and array of
substances,
which led to some wild behaviour.
In 1967, Cass travelled to London ahead of her bandmates
for a scheduled performance,
but before long she found herself on the wrong side
of the law.
The local London authorities detained Cass for having pilfered bed
linens from the apartment she was staying in.
There were rumours, however, that they really wanted her for
something far more serious.
One of Cass's many alleged lovers was a man named
Pick Dawson.
But she wasn't the only one interested in Dawson.
So were the local authorities.
In addition to possibly being Cass's lover,
he was also her supplier.
The authorities in London wanted to use the accusations against
Cass in order to get to Dawson.
She spent a whole night behind bars in London,
possibly facing serious charges. However,
after she appeared before the magistrate,
the authorities dropped the charges against her for lack of
evidence.
Nevertheless, the bad press forced the band to cancel their
scheduled performance.
Her days with the Mamas and the Papas were coming
to an abrupt end.
With nothing but a broken heart and insulting lyrics to
show for her time with the band,
Cass thought about moving on.
With the success of her solo recording of Dream A
Little Dream of Me,
Cass left the Mamas and the Papas and struck out
on her own.
Shortly after the band's break up,
she landed a major gig at Caesar's Palace in Las
Vegas.
It was a three-week 6 figure deal that would have
made Cass the breakout star from the broken up band.
Now a solo act, Cass felt the pressure to slim
down more intensely than ever before.
To prepare for her big Las Vegas debut,
she adopted a crazy crash diet.
She fasted for four days a week for seven months
and lost 1/3 of her
£300. Unfortunately for her, the consequences were painful.
The diet slimmed her down significantly,
but in a cruel twist,
it came at a terrible price.
Her health? In the weeks leading up to her first
Las Vegas show,
Cass developed acute tonsillitis, hemorrhaging,
vocal cords, mononucleosis and a dangerous case of hepatitis,
all thanks to her dangerous new eating habits.
She was ill prepared for what came next.
Massive stars like Sammy Davis Junior,
Jimi Hendrix and Mia Farrow turned up in Las Vegas
to watch Cass's big debut,
but thanks to her health conditions prior to the show,
she had barely even rehearsed a single lyric.
When Cass finally took to the stage for her first
performance,
she left the audience gobsmacked.
The star-studded crowd eagerly awaited her debut as a solo
artist.
Nervously, Cass took to the stage,
then fumble her way through the performance.
She was so weak from her illnesses that her voice
was barely audible.
Cass's contract stipulated that she would perform two shows a
night.
After a quick rest, she tried to salvage the show
with her second performance,
but her voice only got worse and the crowd only
got less sympathetic.
The disappointed audience noisily walked out,
and Caesar's Palace had no choice but to cancel Cassa's
contract.
Then they added insult to injury
when the sun rose on her awful performances.
The media was unforgiving. Newsweek compared Cassa's Vegas debut to
the sinking of the Titanic.
She fell into a deep depression,
but thankfully she had one bright spot in her life.
Just before she signed her Las Vegas contract,
Cass had given birth to a healthy baby girl,
Owen.
Despite the troubles in her love life and career,
Cass was obsessed with being a good mother.
She guarded her daughter fiercely,
even firing nannies who grew too close.
To protect her reputation and her child's privacy,
she kept the news out of the headlines.
More importantly, when the media found out about her child,
Cass staunchly refused to identify the father.
That didn't stop the media from speculating wildly,
however. There were even darker rumours that followed Cass.
Throughout her career, Cass hosted legendary Hollywood parties with all
of the biggest stars,
not to mention some terrible ones as well.
Legend has it that Cass had hosted,
on at least one occasion,
the notorious and noxious cult leader Charles Manson and his
associates at her house.
It's not clear how close she was to Manson,
but she was close enough to make some people look
at her differently.
After Manson's horrific and brutal massacre,
John Phillips pointed the finger at Cass.
He blamed her for having invited Manson and his followers
into their group.
He even blamed Cass for the grizzly slaughter that ended
Sharon Tate's life.
Thankfully, the authorities didn't agree with Philip's assessment.
With her Las Vegas flop,
Cass's solo career stalled, but she spent the next few
years making regular television appearances.
She even had her own television variety specials,
the Mama Cass television programme and Don't Call Me Mama
Anymore.
In her heart, however, Cass longed for more than just
a meddling career.
She wanted the one thing that had always eluded her
love.
When she least expected it,
she found it.
In 1971, Cass finally found someone to call her own.
It's not clear how she met Donald von Videnman,
A journalist and heir to a Bavarian barony,
but it must have been love at first sight and
divorce at second sight.
After just two months, the marriage was over as quickly
as it had begun.
Cass Elliot continued her dangerous dieting habits,
but by 1974 it caught up with her.
While waiting backstage at the Johnny Carson show,
she unexpectedly collapsed. Medical staff rushed her to the hospital,
but she waved the incident away as mere exhaustion.
My blood sugar level dropped or something,
and I just sort of tipped over.
But everything was OK. Yeah,
everything was fine.
She ignored the warning signs of her waning health.
After her collapse at the Johnny Carson Show,
she wrapped up two weeks of concerts at the London
Palladium.
Then, without taking so much as a catnap,
she kicked off her post show celebrations with Mick
Jagger's 31st birthday party at his place in Chelsea.
Cass left Mick Jagger's party and went to a brunch
hosted by Georgia Brown in her honour.
However, much to everyone's dismay,
Cass appeared unwell, blowing her nose,
frequently coughing and having trouble breathing.
Nevertheless, later that evening she went to another party hosted
by the American entertainment journalist Jack Martin.
Her appearance there, however, left everyone confused.
Wherever she went, Cass was always the life of the
party.
At Martin's party, however, life appeared to have left her.
Even though everyone commented that she seemed to be in
good spirits,
her sickly looking appearance had everyone concerned.
Cass again chalked it up to exhaustion and decided to
head home for the night.
It would be her final public appearance.
Cass returned home to an apartment owned by Harry Nilsson
in the affluent Mayfair neighbourhood.
However, when Cass failed to emerge from her room the
next day,
her secretary became suspicious. When he finally opened her bedroom
door,
he was left devastated.
He found her lifeless in her bed.
She died of an apparent heart attack,
but predictably, the rumour mill concocted its own version of
events.
Before long, everyone was viciously reporting that Cass had choked
while eating a ham sandwich,
an obvious smear against her long standing struggle with obesity.
Four years later, the Hoo drummer Keith Moon also died
in the same bedroom,
also at the age of 32.
After her passing, Cass's daughter went to live with the
singer's younger sister,
Leah. It wasn't until years later,
however, that Michelle Phillips, of all people,
finally solved the mystery of Cass's unknown lover and Owen's
father.
The father was Chuck Day,
the 2nd guitarist on hit songs Monday,
Monday and California Dreaming.
In October 2022, Cass was given a posthumous and long
overdue star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame,
attended by her family and friends,
including her mama's and papa's bandmate Michelle Phillips.
In a time when fat phobia was so normalised that
people would make degrading comments right to her face in
front of millions of people,
Cass was always going to struggle more than most people
to be taken seriously and gain the kind of recognition
that her talent deserved.
Now here's a big lady bigger in the United States
than she is here,
an example of the sheer presence and power of her
voice when the Mamas and Papas reunited for their induction
into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 98,
they performed California Dreaming and
they had to have three backing singers just to try
and make up for Cass's absence.
They did not succeed.
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