I write some silly stuff on this blog, this post being no exception. Usually i don't care if i offend, everyone has their own sense of humor - to each their own, but this time is different. I just wanted to mention that I write this post not to belittle or make fun, but with the utmost love and respect to Davy Jones. That being said, this is my way of paying tribute to one of the first stars to turn me into a crazy fangirl.
Today I heard the heartbreaking news that my first crush ever....well first celebrity crush, had passed away. Though it's been many years since I've listened to an album, or watched their silly TV show, it seems like just yesterday I was a little girl, not even in my double digits yet, sitting on our rickety homemade wooden desk chair listening to a Monkee's cassette tape in my walkman, while doing my homework. (Sidebar: for you young-ins, a walkman is kinda like an ipod, except it only played local radio stations or cassette tapes. Also cassette tapes are small rectangular plastic cases, holding a reel of recorded tape, hence the name cassette tape.....kinda like a VHS tape only for sound not video....but if you young-ins don't know what that is, then I give up, you'll just have to google it to find out) But i digress....Even though it's been well over 20 years since i was that obsessed little girl, I can still remember the lyrics and melodies to all my favorite songs. Davy Jones was always my favorite Monkee, the world will miss him terribly, especially Marsha Brady who will never get to live her dream of becoming Mrs. Davy Jones....though i woulda fought her tooth and nail for that title.
Most of my Monkee Mania memories are from when i was in girl scouts. My troop was divided right down the middle, you were either a Monkee's fan, or a Beatles fan. I was totally Team Monkee's....this was of course way before I realized how awesome the Beatles are, I now have room in my heart for both bands. The Team Beatles in my troop used to say that The Monkees weren't a real band because "The Powers That Be" picked these four gents out of hundreds to form a dynamic group of musicians and actors. It was because they had a TV show, they argued, that they were actors not musicians! They'd yell this over and over again at us while pummeling us with boxes of thin mints. (Girls Scouts can get mean! For real! I have a story for another time about a 5 year old putting a hit out on me for her cookie money) All I gotta say about their argument, which technically couldn't be my argument in 1985 but we won't worry about that detail right now. My argument is, what's the difference between someone creating a band for a TV show or some head honcho creating roving bands of baby-faced-boys-meant-to-drive-teenage-girls-all-lusty-and-ready-to-spend-all-their-hard-earned-cash-that-they-begged-out-of-their-parents-on-assorted-band-paraphernalia? Yeah, NKOTB, Backstreet Boys, InSync I'm looking right at you. Right...at....you. At least the Monkees could play their own instruments, and they even got to write some of their own songs! Plus their songs were catchy! Try listening to Last Train to Clarksville and not sing along. I dare you sir or madame! I......Dare.......You!
O'kay, since I'm feeling a bit on the over-dramatic side right now, I'm gonna go light a candle and shed a tear or two for one of my all time/ life time favorite singer and heartthrob, Mr. Davy Jones. I will leave you with this clip provided by You Tube of my favorite Davy Jones moment. So press play, stick your thumbs way up and sway back and forth to the awesomeness that is Davy Jones!
I'll Miss You Davy! RIP
Davy Jones, look what you've done to me,
Me, and my whole world,
Davy Jones, you brought the sun to me,
With your smile, you did it Davy Jones,
I'm telling you Davy Jones, something unknown to me,
Makes you what you are,
And what you are is all I could ask for me,
And its good to feel that way Davy Jones.
Thank you Davy Jones, for making the morning brighter
Davy Jones for making the night time nicer
Davy Jones for making a better world for me.
I'm telling you Davy Jones, something unknown to me,
Makes you what you are,
And what you are is all I could ask for me,
And its good to feel that way Davy Jones.
Thank you Davy Jones, for making the morning brighter
Davy Jones for making the night time nicer
Davy Jones for making a better world for me.
Thank you Davy Jones, for making the winter warmer
Davy Jones, for making the music softer,
Davy Jones, for making a better world for me!
Today I heard the heartbreaking news that my first crush ever....well first celebrity crush, had passed away. Though it's been many years since I've listened to an album, or watched their silly TV show, it seems like just yesterday I was a little girl, not even in my double digits yet, sitting on our rickety homemade wooden desk chair listening to a Monkee's cassette tape in my walkman, while doing my homework. (Sidebar: for you young-ins, a walkman is kinda like an ipod, except it only played local radio stations or cassette tapes. Also cassette tapes are small rectangular plastic cases, holding a reel of recorded tape, hence the name cassette tape.....kinda like a VHS tape only for sound not video....but if you young-ins don't know what that is, then I give up, you'll just have to google it to find out) But i digress....Even though it's been well over 20 years since i was that obsessed little girl, I can still remember the lyrics and melodies to all my favorite songs. Davy Jones was always my favorite Monkee, the world will miss him terribly, especially Marsha Brady who will never get to live her dream of becoming Mrs. Davy Jones....though i woulda fought her tooth and nail for that title.
Most of my Monkee Mania memories are from when i was in girl scouts. My troop was divided right down the middle, you were either a Monkee's fan, or a Beatles fan. I was totally Team Monkee's....this was of course way before I realized how awesome the Beatles are, I now have room in my heart for both bands. The Team Beatles in my troop used to say that The Monkees weren't a real band because "The Powers That Be" picked these four gents out of hundreds to form a dynamic group of musicians and actors. It was because they had a TV show, they argued, that they were actors not musicians! They'd yell this over and over again at us while pummeling us with boxes of thin mints. (Girls Scouts can get mean! For real! I have a story for another time about a 5 year old putting a hit out on me for her cookie money) All I gotta say about their argument, which technically couldn't be my argument in 1985 but we won't worry about that detail right now. My argument is, what's the difference between someone creating a band for a TV show or some head honcho creating roving bands of baby-faced-boys-meant-to-drive-teenage-girls-all-lusty-and-ready-to-spend-all-their-hard-earned-cash-that-they-begged-out-of-their-parents-on-assorted-band-paraphernalia? Yeah, NKOTB, Backstreet Boys, InSync I'm looking right at you. Right...at....you. At least the Monkees could play their own instruments, and they even got to write some of their own songs! Plus their songs were catchy! Try listening to Last Train to Clarksville and not sing along. I dare you sir or madame! I......Dare.......You!O'kay, since I'm feeling a bit on the over-dramatic side right now, I'm gonna go light a candle and shed a tear or two for one of my all time/ life time favorite singer and heartthrob, Mr. Davy Jones. I will leave you with this clip provided by You Tube of my favorite Davy Jones moment. So press play, stick your thumbs way up and sway back and forth to the awesomeness that is Davy Jones!
I'll Miss You Davy! RIP
Davy Jones, look what you've done to me,
Me, and my whole world,
Davy Jones, you brought the sun to me,
With your smile, you did it Davy Jones,
I'm telling you Davy Jones, something unknown to me,
Makes you what you are,
And what you are is all I could ask for me,
And its good to feel that way Davy Jones.
Thank you Davy Jones, for making the morning brighter
Davy Jones for making the night time nicer
Davy Jones for making a better world for me.
I'm telling you Davy Jones, something unknown to me,
Makes you what you are,
And what you are is all I could ask for me,
And its good to feel that way Davy Jones.
Thank you Davy Jones, for making the morning brighter
Davy Jones for making the night time nicer
Davy Jones for making a better world for me.
Thank you Davy Jones, for making the winter warmer
Davy Jones, for making the music softer,
Davy Jones, for making a better world for me!
