Offbeat funnyman Martin Mull was born in Chicago, Illinois, the oldest of three children of Betty, an actress and director, and Harold Mull, a carpenter. He was raised in Ohio. The blond-maned, blue-eyed comedian with the sad, droopy mustache first came in contact with the arts by honing in on his innate talents as a painter. In order to pay his art school tuition, he started organizing bands. At around the same time, he discovered that stand-up comedy was another way to allow his creative juices to flow. Martin's early recognition as a humorist led to a recording contract, and, over the years, he would be Grammy-nominated several times for a number of eccentric comedy albums. His gimmick and allure came in the form of a dry, humorless delivery and a bland, highly conservative-looking demeanor, which masked a sly, witty and ultra-hip philosophy. Gaining popularity in the 1970s, he finally broke into TV with the cult soap opera parody _"Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman" . Martin's first passion has always been art and the distinguished multi-media artist's work has been showcased in galleries throughout the world. He also authored the book "Painting, Drawing and World," which is a compilation of ten years of his work. Mull is married to a composer and musician, Wendy, and they have a daughter.
Received his Master of Fine Arts from the Rhode Island School of Design.
Was a songwriter for Warner Brothers Records in his early days. His first and only "hit" single was a parody of Johnny Cash s surprise superhit "A Boy Named Sue" called "A Girl Named Johnny Cash".
Wrote a lacerating series of satirical "cultural studies" books and TV specials under the blanket title "The History of White People in America."
Has a daughter, Maggie Rose Mull , with his wife, Wendy Mull.
Was the Cleveland Browns practice squad kicker in case the primary kicker was injured.
Talking about music is like dancing about architecture.
[on children] Having children is like having a bowling alley installed,in your brain.
Having a family is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain.
Having children is like having a bowling alley installed in your brain.
The trouble with jogging is that the ice falls out of your glass.
Some of the pictures I must say every now and then I just think are going to be funny. When it gets that much, you might as well just pull out all the stops and make it more of a burlesque. .