I worked with Kaye twice at THE FABULOUS PALM SPRINGS FOLLIES where she was a huge draw. Because of some bad experiences in the past, it was theater policy that a member of staff was sent to accompany any cast member doing media. The Media Manager had a conflict one day, so I was sent to meet Kaye when she appeared on a local cable-TV talk show. I hadn't met her before and she wasn't expecting me.
So everything stopped dead when I walked into the taping room, as Kaye, the cast and crew all turned to face me, the intruder. It was a first for me, too, and I waited for somebody to ask why I was there; meanwhile, I swear I heard crickets chirping.
Compelled to break the tension, I finally announced in a loud voice, "I am Kaye Ballard's posse!" ("Posse" was commonly used in hip-hop culture at the time.) STILL nobody even blinked, except for Kaye, who threw her head back, howled with laughter, and cried, "Oh, thank God! I've always wanted a posse!"
Somehow when SHE said it, everybody got the joke (it was not a hip-hop crowd) and we all had a good laugh. I was told by mutual friends that sometimes the underlying bitterness got the best of her, but I never found her anything but delightful, on stage and off.
I too had spent two of my childhood years glued to THE MOTHERS-IN-LAW, so I was surprised to learn that Kaye was one of the great jazz singers of the 20th century. Check out her revival of ROBERTA (I'll Be Hard to Handle), also starring Jack Cassidy and others, from the 1950s. Also the OBCR of GOLDEN APPLE (Lazy Afternoon) and, of course, CARNIVAL!
Kaye lived on the street named for her a few miles from me here in Palm Springs. Carol Channing lived even nearer. It's a dark winter for this town, having lost two of its most beloved citizens.
Updated On: 1/22/19 at 10:16 PM