I must lament the passing of Davy Jones. I have always thought the story of the Monkees was interesting, the band that wasn’t a real band, the musicians who, it was supposed, weren’t real musicians. Brought together by television producers to act in a television sit-com designed to cash in on the popularity of the Beatles, the four young musicians and actors transcended the role and, before it was over, became a real band. OK, maybe not the best rock and roll band in history, but they did produce very good pop music. I know, because—and this is most important to me—I was a young teen at the time they were doing it, as susceptible as I would ever be to the light and peppy sound they were making. I remember the Monkees fondly. I’m glad Davy had a lot of fun with it.
Sunrise, sunset…
by Jimmy Johnson
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