Hollywood's quirkiest friendship blossomed between Groucho Marx and Alice Cooper, an unlikely pair who met during a Frank Sinatra birthday bash while performing "Lydia the Tattooed Lady." Their bond solidified in Beverly Hills, where Grouchoâs insomnia led to midnight rendezvous with Cooper.
Cooper recalls the late-night hangouts with a grin:
âHe had a chair next to his bed with a six-pack of Budweiser, and weâd sit and watch old movies. After about two films, Iâd glance over and find him in his beret, cigar in hand, fast asleep. I'd put out his cigar, turn off the lights, and head home. The next night, same routine: âHey Coop, canât sleep, come on over.ââ
Groucho wasnât just a late-night buddy; he was a showbiz icon whoâd bring his friendsâlike George Burns, Jack Benny, and Mae Westâto Cooperâs concerts. Imagine ballet dancers dressed as skeletons spotting Fred Astaire in the wings!
It was Groucho who dubbed Aliceâs horror-comedy performances âvaudeville,â a label Cooper embraced wholeheartedly.
âBefore that, people called it âshock rockâ or âglam rock,ââ Cooper said. âWhen Groucho called it âvaudeville,â I thought, âExactly! Thatâs it!ââ
A bizarre yet endearing chapter in Hollywoodâs rich tapestry.
