MY MAMA, CASS

The daughter of the late singer aims to set the record straight on a score or two.

Though Cass Elliot (1941-1974) died from a heart attack, an urban legend immediately arose that Elliot—well known for her weight and the object of countless fat jokes, some embedded in the lyrics of the Mamas & the Papas—asphyxiated on a ham sandwich. Elliot-Kugell, the daughter of Elliot and a man who briefly played bass for the group, recounts the short life she knew with her mother and the bereavement that followed. Some of this material comes from other sources, although she was on the scene. One interesting anecdote: She was but six months old gnawing on one of Henry Diltz’s film canisters when Cass engineered the meeting that would produce Crosby, Stills & Nash; their sound “was first imagined by my mom, who instinctively knew what her three friends were capable of creating.” By this account, it’s clear that Elliot was troubled, as was her daughter, packed off to a boarding school that practiced what the denizens called “the Thorazine shuffle.” Much of the narrative is rather by the numbers, and the prose is largely workmanlike: “To millions of her fans, she was known as ‘Mama’ Cass Elliot, the Earth Mother figure of the Los Angeles hippie scene of the late 1960s. But to me, she was just my mom.” While her quest to discover the source of the ham-sandwich canard takes a surprising turn, to say nothing of her search for her biological father, of greater interest are her devoted efforts to carve out her own career in music, hampered by conglomerate mergers and the industry’s demand for big-ticket stars in place of long-tail artists.

Well intended and of some interest to fans, but a footnote in musical and pop-myth history.