Yesterday marked the 37th birthday of SNL. And while the proverbial confetti cannons and noisemakers sounded across the nation (mine included), nay the world, I couldn’t help but reminisce about where the show started and what it has become today. Take my hand as we stroll down memory lane and look at some of the most influential moments in SNL history.
First off, there was the original cast of “The Not Ready For Prime-Time Players.” Laraine Newman, John Belushi, Chevy Chase, Garrett Morris, Gilda Radner, Dan Aykroyd, and Jane Curtin spearheaded what we consider today to be the “launching pad” for comedians. SNL is like the gateway drug to the big leagues and everyone wants to drink the Kool-Aid. I know I’d be down to shotgun a punch bowl of that shit, but only if it’s stain-your-teeth-red-cherry, which I totally think would be the flavor of choice from these bad mamba jambas. Cherry is the best and Lorne Michaels is sort of the Asshole King of The Best.
SNL brought us cult comedy classics like The Blues Brothers, The Coneheads, and Wayne’s World. On top of the skits catapulting into box office success, it’s hard to find someone who doesn’t consider The Church Lady, Matt Foley, Linda Richman or Mary Katherine Gallagher a household name. I remember wanting to start drinking coffee so bad just so I had an excuse to become verklempt and ask present company to talk amongst themselves. I’m a joy to grab a cup of Colombian dark roast with. Wanna swing by Starbucks and talk about injured kittens?
The pivotal part of the show for me, as a washed up radio industry whore, were the epic musical guest shenanigans. From Ashlee Simpson’s Milli Vanilli moment to parody albums from the likes of Lonely Island and Adam Sandler, it seems the well is far from dry in the super, awesome, terribly cringe-worthy, crazy mindfuckery music department at studio 8H.
Plus, remember how we got to see Justin Timberlake in a got.damn.leotard, dancing like a Single Lady? And let us give the internet a hand job next to a hobo in the alley behind NBC studios for saving that shit for posterity, even if we somehow suffer some type of debilitating blunt force trauma to The Happy Aisle of Our Brains: