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Monkee Inside: In Memory: of 9-11 Meet The Fans Just Me Hurry Up Slow Down A Day With A God Mike Bush Photos Henry Diltz Posters Concert Dates Pen Pals Birthdays Personal Ads I’m Still In Love With You The Flip Side Monkee Maze Our Summer Of Luv Still Day Dream Believing… Monkees fans still believers And more...
Issue 51
Editor: Cindy Bryant
Monkeeing around since 1987
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In This issue: From The Editor 9/11 Meet The Fans Just Me Birthdays Pen Pals Our Summer of Luv Personal Ads David’s News Micky’s News Peter’s News Mike’s News Monkee Maze Monkee fans are still believers Still Day Dream Believing A Day With A God The Flip Side I’m Still In Love With You Mike Bush Ad Henry Diltz Ad Hurry Up Slow Down Merry Christmas
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Dear Gang,
So much has happened since the last issue of Monkee Shines. Of course, the most important event was the terrorist activity of September 11th. Our hearts and prayers go out to those who were directly affected with the lost of a loved one. We will never forget. There were many rumblings in the Monkee fans world when first Peter announced he was leaving the Monkees tour and then the remaining Monkees let him go early. I am not going to spend a lot of time on this except to say that EVERY Monkees reunion has ended similarly and to take it too seriously is silly. The time the guys spend touring get very intense and that is largely due to the intensity of the fans. So, just like brothers who have spent too much time together, they bicker and fight. They storm off swearing they will never work together again and the fans get all upset. Every time after a few months everything dies down and eventually they decide to do something together. I just think that there are only 4 guys who know what it is like to be a Monkee and those of us who don’t know should stay out of it. There will
always be a bond among the Monkees that will keep them forever tied together in some way. The different personalities that made them so unique also drive them apart. They will work it out one way or another. In the meantime we should be thankful for the reunions that have lasted far longer than the original phenomenon and be thrilled that now we have three times as much fun to look forward to as they embark on their solo careers once again. Let’s get out there to support and enjoy the guys as individuals! I have decided not to send Christmas cards this year or exchange Christmas gifts. Instead I am donating money and food to the Salvation army so that some families who might not otherwise have a nice Christmas dinner do. It seemed like a better use for the money after the events in September. Happy Holidays to all and let’s all pray for peace in the new year. CIndy 3
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We Will Never Forget Even tragedies like the terrorist attack on New York City have links to The Monkees. David has performed at the World Trade Center Mall several times in the past.
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Ken and Hazel Wilkinson’s patio pays homage to their American friends and family —photo courtesy of Hazel Michael Nesmith wrote this just after the attack on 9-1101: Darkness. Oh darkness. Do not tread on me! I am light and I will destroy you instantly and forever. I have seen your face before, and you are nothing. Do not come near my window or door. Do not come near my heart. I am intelligence, the light of Mind. I am spirit, the light of Truth. I am love, the light of Life. Do not suppose you can withstand my gaze. I live forever, even as you die. Your deluded and perverted notions of afterlife, and martyrdom, suicide as sacrifice, obtain not here. Here you die in vain, useless. My brothers and sisters, children, wives and husbands, my family of mankind live on in spite of your terror, of your dream of death, for we live in Spirit and in Truth, while you, oh darkness, are never more than darkness. I will shine into the farthest reach of life. I will vanquish you to non existence, obliterate you by my righteous might. Do you think to frighten me? Do you think to kill me? Think again, oh darkness. For I am light. In my light all are comforted. In my light all can see. By my light, darkness shall perish, so that all may live. 5
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For those who lost someone in the World Trade Center Attack, David’s family sends their condolences.
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Meet The Fans Mark Ebert HELLO ALL!
HEAD My favorite Episode: "The Frodis Caper"
My name is Mark Ebert and I am glad to finally be a member of a Monkees' fan club. I think we're the best, because the Purple Flower Gang was actually part of the Monkees’ TV Show!
My favorite CD: PISCES, AQUARIUS, CAPRICORN & JONES, LTD. My favorite song: yeah, right. I have no idea! Although my newest favorite is Davy's "It's Not Too Late".
I have always liked the Monkees. They are the coolest band on Earth--ever! My favorite movie is HEAD.
My Monkees wish: That the guys are reading this article and will send me autographed photos! :)
The Monkees are great because they have always been underdogs. They have never received the respect or credit due them. They are especially cool because they have continued to do their thing in the face of all that. My favorite Monkee quote is from Peter Tork from the album JUSTUS: "Don't quit just before the miracle". In this way, the Monkees are great role models! My favorite Monkees Project: 8
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Just Me Davy Jones By Bonnie Borgh Let me take you back to yester century when boys like girls and wrote songs about them. I’m sure you all remember some of the familiar Monkees’ classics, e.g. “Mary Mary” and “Valleri.” Most Monkees/David Jones fans even recall a selection from Instant Replay called “Don’t Listen To Linda.” Monkees related Neil Diamond sang “Sweet Caroline.” The list goes on and on. Perhaps those feminine name titles are just ambiguous, but there is just something about hearing a name. However, in all honesty, there may have been a time that I cringed when I heard “My Bonnie Lies Over The Ocean.” On the other hand, if David Jones sang that song . . . (Oh) “You Sang To Me” (Marc Anthony). At any rate, I’ll come out of my “Dream World” and continue with my impressions of David’s new 2001 release of Just Me. I was talking recently with Colleen Johnson, PFG member from St. Louis (originally of the Quad Cities) who had just
received her copy of Just Me. Informally in conversation, she cited “Hold Me Tight” as one of her favorites. The unique thing about music is that different songs touch people in different ways. For example, reading reviews in the newspaper oftentimes are relative. There is an old adage that one person’s trash is another person’s treasure. With that in mind, please let me qualify the following you are about to read is about Just Me is from Just I. I look at the pictures of Just Him on the insert sleeve. With perhaps one exception, the pictures are the epitome of Davy Jones, but I question whether the photos really blend with the overall mood of the CD. The recurring theme throughout seems to be the opposite of what one might expect to hear from Davy Jones. I found it interesting that all the songs were written by (in bold print) David T. Jones. If there is a difference, and at least two of us strongly be9
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lieve there is, one would expect more in terms of the familiarity of easy listening, happy tunes. In my archives I have the alum and sleeve jacket with the words to all of the songs from the 1975/1976 Dolenz, Jones, Boyce, and Hart record. Following each song is a brief statement on the origin of the species, i.e. “I Remember The Feeling” by Boyce and Hart was “Written in an airport in Iowa.” (Who writes that stuff?) While it is great to have the lyrics of Just Me provided, my curiosity would have been quelled to know a little bit more history of the Who, What, When,
and Where’s involved in the songs. On the cover of the CD is The Monkees guitar logo with “Davy Jones” inscribed inside. It would almost appear as though Davy Jones feels encompassed by The Monkees. In the lower right-hand corner is the smaller title Just Me (totally removed from The Monkees) with a reflection (shadow image) of Just Me below. It’s all either very symbolic or I need to find other alternative projects to occupy myself during Hannah’s afternoon naptime. “Hold Me Tight” JUST THE 10
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“Hurry Up Slow Down” JUST MELANCHOLY This is hands-down my favorite song from Just Me. I love David’s voice (always have-always will), and I like the way the phrase “come and see me sometime” flows together, but Mama (Mia!) What does that mean?
“When You Tell Me That You Love Me” JUST NOSTALGIC The lyrics “love me gently, love me slowly” reminded me of the 1974 hit “Rock Me Gently” by Andy Kim with the lyrics, “Rock me gently, rock me slowly.” The song “Take My Love” from the 1971 Davy Jones Bell label lp had a great “da da da” interlude, and the “na na na’s” from this song brought back memories from 30 years ago. This would probably be my fourth favorite song from Just Me.
“It’s Not Too Late” JUST US This is one of the best songs from The Monkees Just Us release in 1996. “I’m Still In Love With You” JUST SWING Perhaps I’ve been watching “The Wizard of Oz” too much lately, but this song has a black and white beginning and changes tempo to a Technicolor salsa/ swing (if you will). It reminded me of the song David performed during his solo shows called “The Eyes of A Woman In Love.” I would classify this as my fifth favorite song from the CD.
“I Wanna Be Me” JUST MELLOW The first few seconds of the introduction reminded me of the 1986 song “The Lady In Red” by Chris De Burgh. It is a very pretty, smooth song. I think it is the David Jones version of the Davy Jones hit “I Wanna Be Free,” It ‘s my second favorite song from the CD.
“If Only For A Moment” JUST LENNON AND McCARTNEY For some reason, when I heard this song, I thought of The Beatles’ song 11
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beautiful orchestral beginning), but I really like this song and would rank it my third favorite.
“What A Night!” JUST POP MUZIK Another of the best songs from The Monkees’ 1996 JUST US RELEASE. David sounds like David Bowie sometimes (AKA David Jones). Will the real Davy Jones/ David Jones please stand up?
“I’m Still In Love With You” (Reprise) JUST 33 1/3 This clip transports one back to a time when girls liked boys and played (scratchy) vinyl records over and over again on a phonograph player.
“So Goes Love” JUST THREE BLIND MICE (Who writes that stuff?) By George, I think I’ve got it! I understand the words “If I’m in love with a lady, I’ll play hard to get,” but it took me a while (and several phone conversations) to figure out “If I’m in tune to the music, I’ll be out of step.” How could Davy Jones, “The Major Babe,” who gets all the girls, feel as though he does the converse when it comes to women and music?
JUST AUDIO There’s a long pause. A vintage segue follows about having a chorus in the background with David saying people could stop singing and start talking.
“I Ain’t Gonna Love You No More” JUST GRUNGE This song reminded me of David’s version of “Girl” in “The Brady Bunch Movie.” It has a bit of a garage band sound (following a
I’ve got your number, David (and visa versa). We would love to hear your new songs performed live. “Hurry Up Slow Down” - “Come and see us sometime!”
“ I ntro/Ho ld Me Tight” (Reprise) JUST SPOKEN I think David is really intent on getting his message across in that he begins and ends on the same note.
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By Jan Tuckwood, Palm Beach Post Staff Writer Sunday, August 12, 2001
Luv is what makes 45-year -old women get all jiggly inside and shriek Oh, my God! There's Davy Jones! Davy! Davy! Davy! at soldout Monkees concerts all over America. So what if Davy Jones is 55 now. He's fo reve r filed under "Groovy" in our memory banks. So this summer, when my 14-year-old daughter became enamored of a boy band -- Natural, the opening band for The Monkees' 2001 tour (yes, in a clever marketing ploy, they packaged a Boomer band with one for the kids) -- I empathized. In fact, I fueled her estrogensoaked obsession with nine simple words: "Sure, I'll take you to see Natural in concert." Again. And again. Sure, I'll spend thousands of dollars to go to three concerts in July -in Myrtle Beach, S.C., Fort
I'm addicted to luv. Remember luv? That combustive emotion produced when hormones and hyster i a c o l l i d e ? Not quite love, not quite lust . . . but an innocent combination of the two that hits with the force of a storm surge, usually when a girl devours way too many 16 magazines and kick-starts her femininity to full throttle. I'm not proud of my addiction, but as 16 once assured me: Luv has no pride. Luv also has no limits. And once you find luv, you just can't let it go, even though you grow up and learn to hide it, mask it with a veil of aloofness, stunt it with a semblance of sophistication. 16
Monkee Shines Myers and Sarasota -- plus two mall appearances and a Planet Hollywood stop in Orlando. Sure, I'll buy you as many costume changes as Madonna. Just so you can meet Natural and make this one summer you'll never forget. My husband calls this stalking. I prefer to call it strategic scheduling. Either way, my kid and I had quite the girly adventure. We're still screaming. Five hotties to go, please Did you ever witness pure devotion? That goo-goo, ga -ga kind of goofy devotion? Grown-ups let that sap spill out for just two kinds of people: Babies and teen i d o l s . My daughter Kate knows I grew up adoring The Monkees, so she was understandably afraid that I would uncork my inner dork and embarrass her when we went to The Monkees' concert in Pompano in March. (We're talking the original Monkees here -- Davy Jones, Peter Tork and Micky Dolenz, minus Mike Nesmith.) Instead,
Kate dropped all of her own pretenses and found herself possessed by unbridled Luv. One look at the opening act, Natural -mega-producer Lou Pearlman's newest boy band -and Kate had a single mission in life: to see them again. The five Natural guys are even cuter than Pearlman's former clients 'N Sync, and they play their own instruments. Their talent is almost as important to my daughter as drummer Michael Johnson's awesome hair and fingernail color (blue), keyboardist J. Horn's soulful smile, the buff bodies of guitarists Marc Terenzi and Patrick King and the wickedsweet blue eyes of her fave, bass guitarist Ben B l e d s o e . Propelled by luv and the Internet, Kate soon knew Natural's every move. By May, when The Monkees and Natural announced a summer tour, Kate had a new circle of friends, all Natural fans. One of her email pals -- Ilana Fishof, teen daughter of the pro17
Monkee Shines ducer of the tour, David Fishof -- provided juicy insider info (Ben wears boxers!) that bonded the sigh sisters. Kate also discovered what happens to luvstruck teens: Some of them stay so enamored of their idols that they launch fan clubs and Web sites. Even "worship sites," as in the case of one Davy fan, Jan Chilton of Myrtle Beach, S.C., who has an elaborate site dedicated to "the most handsome, sweet, talented and won-
derful man on the face of the earth." My family happened to stop in Myrtle Beach for a reunion the same week The Monkees and Natural were appearing in concert there at the House of Blues. Before the show, Kate and I spotted a table of Monkees fans having dinner, including Chilton, whom my daughter recognized from her Web site. So, I asked her: Why "worship" Davy Jones? Simple, says Chilton, who
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devotes one room of her house to Monkees memorabilia: "He was our first love, and he makes us feel young again." One of her dinner companions, Gail Friel, came all the way from Maryland for this night. She works three jobs to earn cash to travel to Monkees concerts. "We call it our Dollars for Davy," Friel says. The object of their desire knows many of his devoted fans by name. In the '60s, Davy Jones received 10,000 fan
letters a week, and some of those girls have remained persistent. "It's become a social thing for them," Jones says of this traveling band of fans. "They make friends, make plans to meet each other at concerts. I don't think it's really about me anymore." Yeah, right, Davy -and you're 6-foot-2, too. Chilton gushes her endless luv on her Web site: "I don't know how that man can look so GOOD!!! He is just the most incredi19
Monkee Shines bly handsome man I've ever seen in my life! When he sings the old Monkees songs, he transports us back to being the innocent little girls who loved him enough to want to die 30 years ago. I don't think any man can understand how our hearts ache to see and hear him, and relive our youth that way! It's a wonderful feeling, and will explain why I would travel thousands of miles to see him!" Hose yourself down, woman! Getting Davy Jones. But I have no room to talk. Not after I paid $75 a ticket for that Myrtle Beach concert, then drove Kate and a friend of hers to two malls on Florida's west coast just so they could get CDs signed by Natural, then went to two more concerts (one of them, a sold-out performance at Sarasota's fancy Van Wezel Hall, cost $80 a seat). Not after I shamelessly chased Davy down on his bicycle. We had gone to the theater in Fort Myers early to find the box office. On the way out, we
see a middle-aged man on a bike. No big deal at first glance . . . but on second glance, my daughter yells: "It's Davy!" So, I whip the car around and follow him through a grocery store parking lot. I felt stupid -but, hey, if I were cool, I wouldn't be admitting any of this. Humiliating honesty is a hallmark of the Uncool, and I am Uncool. I am so square that the last thing I smoked was a ham. Davy knows me from a story I'd written about him and the horses he trains in Indiantown, so he says: Hey, why don't you guys come on back over to the theater and have dinner with the band? And that's how we ended up backstage with our teen idols. Mother and daughter. Just gals. Groupies-in-training. Hangin' out during the sound check. Trying to act nonchalant. Chatting with the lighting guys. Talking to Natural like it was all just . . . natural. Our almighty backstage passes gave us the power of Moses, parting the sea of 20
Monkee Shines Monkees fans crowding the stage door. Excuse us, we're with the band. We felt Almost Famous. Beware of projectile panties The Monkees seem to have two types of fans: The diehards who clutch old albums to their chests and don baggy Monkees Tshirts from the group's previous tours (they've been around for 35 years, after all, ever since their TV show debuted in 1966) and aging ingenues who are trying hard to look good. You know, tight pants, seductive tops, hair blow-dried just like it was when they were 25. Why the primp fest? Who knows? Maybe they think they still have a chance to marry a Monkee. (Memo to other 45-year-old Monkees fans: You were too young for them in 1966, and you're too old for them now.) I noticed this at the recent Donny Osmond concert at the Kravis Center, too. The women in that audience were so lipsticked and lacquered that they looked as if they were try-
ing to impress an old boyfriend. And, in a way, they were. "It's a fascinating social phenomenon," says Michael Devlin, senior director of communications at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, "how as kids mature, the boys gravitate to the aggressive sounds of Led Zeppelin and the girls get all weepy and clutch photos of stars like Donny Osmond." But surely these grown-up fans aren't serious about scoring with these guys? Well . . . "During the last tour, we filled one-and-a-half jumbo garbage bags -- the huge, black ones -- with underwear that had been thrown on stage," says Davy's 19year-old daughter, Jessica, who's assisting The Monkees' producer on tour. Not an enormous white cotton pair in the whole pile. Last train to Kidsville Longing is an everlasting part of luv. When I was a kid, I longed for The Monkees. Now, I long to be a kid. And that's the real reason I spoiled Kate rotten this summer and indulged 21
Monkee Shines her pre-womanly whims. It's fun to dance, to act stupid, to scream, to drop the baggage of adulthood. It's fun to fall in luv. I'm glad my daughter is girly enough to act giddy. Some teens are already jaded by her age, like one punked and pierced girl who snarled at a group of Natural fans waiting for their heartthrobs to appear at a Fort Myers mall. "Look at all the ballistic teenagers, waiting in line
for something so dumb," she said with a dismissive nod of her spiky-haired head. "I'd like to bash in their heads with a hammer." Too bad, I thought. The world had already gotten to her, with all its cynicism and self consciousness. Already, she had decided to diss innocence. She had discovered it's not cool to drool. Still, she hung around, waiting for the band. Maybe deep down, under the hard exte-
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Monkee Shines rior, she, too, longed for luv. Maybe, deep down, all of us have a luv lust just crying -- or shrieking hysterically -- to get out. As one of my friends (a former member in good standing of The Partridge Family fan club) says, "Everybody's a dork inside." Fansclubs Looking for your idol? Check the Internet The Internet has changed the world of faves, fans and fan clubs. For example: Pat Boone's official fan club started in 1956 and has 125 members. Natural's official fan club on Yahoo.com started less than two years ago and has nearly 600 members. The boy band's fans can visit Yahoo and chat with other Natural fans whenever they want (check out www.clubs.yahoo.com/ clubs/natural). Other stars have fans on Yahoo, too -- from Faith Hill to Bette Midler to Puff Daddy. And most stars run their own Web sites in addition to dozens of fan sites and clubs. Jackie My-
ers, 21, an aspiring journalist from Orlando, runs Natural's Yahoo site. She's been a fan ever since she met Natural in 1999, and she and friend Cindy Westmin (who is known online as Cindy L. Bledsoe because she's in luv with Ben Bledsoe of Natural) were among hundreds of fans featured in Natural's new video for their first CD, Put Your Arms Around Me. Debbie Sunseri of Metairie, La., runs Davy Jones' Davy's Daydream Believers, which is linked to J o n e s ' s i t e (www.davyjones.net). Like Myers, she's gone from being a fan of her idol to being a friend. "Sometimes I still can't believe it," Sunseri says. "Here's a man whose face was once on my bedroom wall, and now he knows my name. Somebody pinch me." Rock Hall of Fame wants your tales of luv The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame might not want to induct The Monkees -- but it does want a Monkees lunch box! Next spring, the 23
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(remember The Monkees finger puppets?) to the exhibit. "It should appeal to all generations," Devlin says. "Parents will be able to bring their kids in, and while the mom gets all weepy over Paul McCartney, her daughter will be feeling exactly the same way about 'N Sync or OTown."
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David,
Jan, Just who?
Don’t forget to TWAK those you love this holiday season. You know the place! :-) Shane
Just I David, Just WHEN? Just a friend
Cindy, I really *was* a good boy in Vegas. Honest! That’s what I was told anyway! :-D Shane
Colleen, We are *still* waiting for you to get online! Must we resort to public humiliation?? You know darn well who!
Gang, Happy holidays to one and all...and my most sincere wishes for Peace on Earth in the New Year. Shane, Cindy, Kimmi and the usual suspects
Kimmi and Jan, Glad you enjoyed the goodies, but I am am *appalled* at your unwillingness to share! Your sugar daddy Shane,
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David’s News MONKEES 2001 TOUR SCHEDULE Oct 13 Philadelphia, PA Temple University MONKEES 2002 In the UK Mar 21 Clyde Auditorium Glasgow, Scotland Mar 23 Newcastle, UK Newcastle Arena Mar 24 Sheffield, UK Sheffield Arena Mar 26 Manchester, UK M.E.N. Arena Mar 27 Birmingham, UK N.E.C. Mar 28 London, UK Wembley Arena David has spent much of the fall working with his horse. He now has 9. Maternity Leave. Neutral Market, and Panda have all been racing on the east coast recently and are doing quite well.
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Micky’s News 11/21 – 28/01 Royal Caribbean Cruise -solo 1/13 – 20/02 The MV Costa Victori –solo For more information or to reserve your cabin, contact The exclusive Oldies Cruise 2002 travel agency: PO BOX 7727 Boise, ID 83707 1-866-3-OLDIES
Micky has announced his engagement to longtime girlfriend Donna Quinter. The wedding date will be announced at a later time.
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Peter’s News NEWS RELEASE
PETER TORK TO LEAVE THE MONKEES TOUR Peter Tork, original member of the 60's pop group The Monkees, has announced his departure from the band's 2001 tour schedule, effective immediately. Tork acknowledges reports regarding interpersonal situations within the band, but said his emphasis is on returning to first loves and striking out on new paths. "I fully enjoyed performing in the show," said Tork, "but I had made commitments prior to embarking on The Monkees tour, and I need to honor those commitments." Those commitments include performing with Tork's own blues band, Shoe Suede Blues, which had just begun a national touring agenda when The Monkees' tour producer, David Fishof, contacted Tork about a 35th anniversary tour for The Monkees. "It's time now to resume those plans," he said. The Monkees tour had originally been scheduled for the early summer months but as it gained in popularity, the schedule was extended beyond the time that Tork was able to commit. When the tour was extended to include performances in the UK in the fall of 2001, Tork resigned, citing the need to attend to his own personal and professional needs. "I think the world of both Micky and David as performers and people," Tork added. "Their new show will be a wonderful experience for the audiences. I wish them both the best of luck." Tork hopes the fans will be informed immediately of the change in plans so that they won't be disappointed when attending The Monkees shows in anticipation of seeing all three group members. He is quick to add, however, that fans should still expect to see a firstrate show, with lots of good music and good fun.
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mike’s News According to Videoranch, Michael is continuing to work steadily on his new studio album, entitled "Rays", and is expecting it to see a release in the first half of 2002. There has been talk that Michael MAY do a small-scale tour to promote the album, but nothing has been definitely set at this time.
First, Nez surprised us with the release of "Live At The Palais" on CD, and now, hopefully in time for holiday giving for that Nezhead in your life, comes the "other" album we thought we'd never see on CD. Yes, I'm talking about 1968's "The Wichita Train Whistle Sings". Preorders for the album are being taken right now ($16.95 plus S and H), and the tracks are expected to be released on VideoRanch's mp3 download page shortly, as well.
Dren Records has released a tribute album to Nez, focusing mainly on Mike's early work, and features John Jorgenson, (who has worked extensively with Nez in many of his solo endeavors), performing "You Just May Be The One".
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Congratulations Peter! According to Shoe Suede Blues publicist Bonnie Verrico, on Thursday, November 8, 2001, Shoe Suede Blues taped an interview and performance for the Larry Covin Show, a local Los Angeles cableaccess program. During the taping, the show's host, Larry Covin, announced that Peter Tork will be receiving the Lifetime Achievement Award from the Southern California Motion Picture Council, a 65-year old organization which awards people who have hit high standards in Motion Pictures, Television, and the Performing Arts. Peter will receive his award on December 7th at a luncheon ceremony
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Monkees fans still believers Places/by Robin Vaughan
Robicheau, who plays guitar with Davy Jones and will be filling in on upcoming Monkees concerts this summer, has no trouble validating the appeal of the made-forTV band whose 1960s hit series spawned a genuine pop legacy.
Friday, July 20, 2001 “Monkees fans are rabid,'' says Framingham-based guitarist Dave Robicheau, who had an onstage view of the estimated 100,000 people at last Saturday's free WODS-sponsored oldies show at the Hatch Shell. ``To them it was like yesterday.''
“In my opinion, they didn't deserve all the adulation they got, but they didn't deserve the dissing either,'' he said. “People compare them to Milli Vanilli, but they sang every note, and they had the best songwriters in the industry writing for them.'' He mentions Carole King, Neil Diamond and Boyce and Hart.
When Robicheau first saw the Monkees as a “small tot'' at the Boston Garden in 1967 (the first or second show after Jimi Hendrix was dismissed from the tour for not going over with the bubble-gum crowd), he wasn't quite as impressed by the ardor of their fans: “I remember I was really mad because the kids were screaming so loudly that I couldn't hear the music.''
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Monkee Shines the Sgt. Pepper-y ``Porpoise Song,'' written by King for the Monkees cult movie ``Head''; and a somewhat annoying run of standards, seemingly inserted to validate the musical cred of the three Monkees (Mike Nesmith remains unaffiliated with the reunion shows).
like a kitsch coolness.'' At 8 p.m. on Saturday, as Brad Delp's Beatles tribute band, Beatle Juice, is finishing up the opening set, the crowds are still teeming over the walking bridges. “Hurry, hurry!'' says a little boy, pulling his parents along. A few people pause to watch a dancing sunburned bum as he bellows, “Hey, hey, I'm a Monkee!'' at them. The crowd is so thick it's impossible to penetrate the riverside path; on the other side of the lawn, finding a view is a matter of squirming between the lawn chairs on Storrow Drive and the mobs at the barriers and negotiating a sliver of sightline between the bobbing heads.
``Oh boy, the Monkees sing the blues, the Monkees sing rock 'n' roll,'' says J ones, after M ickey Dolenz's ``Since I Fell For You'' and Tork's ``Lucille.'' ``There's no end to the talent!'' ``Come on, play `Pleasant Valley Sunday,' '' gripes a big middle-aged guy who's been doing a running critique throughout the show (as his embarrassed buddy mutters under his breath, ``Shut up, Paul. Shut up, Paul''). After the big finale in which the guys do their goofy arm-in-arm walk to their television theme song, with Peter breaking off to clown on his own and the
But there's Peter Tork, all right, prancing around to “Auntie Grizelda.'' The set is a mix of well-played Monkees chestnuts such as “Mary, Mary,'' “She Hangs Out,'' ``I'm A Believer'' and ``(I'm Not Your) Steppin' Stone''; obscurities such as 32
Monkee Shines other two chasing him around the stage like Keystone Kops - fans wait a long time on either side of the gates at the exit driveway. A teenage girl holds her Monkees lunchbox aloft; a guy who must be 50 but claims to have been too young to have seen the show on television clutches a decrepit ``Meet the Monkees'' album cover held together by masking tape.
his boss, and accuses a young girl of laughing at him. ``I wasn't laughing at you; I was smiling at her,'' the girl explains. The woman in front whispers to the people behind her, ``He's gonna handcuff somebody in a minute.'' But there's to be no riot, only a commotion of cheers as the Monkees trot out to the buses, giving the crowd a cursory wave. A little boy's voice pipes up in the crowd: ``Can you see OK, Mom?''
It's not exactly a Green Day crowd, but an MDC cop guarding one side of the barricade is becoming increasingly agitated by the fans' refusal to go home until the band does.
``We love you!'' the fans cry out as the buses roll by. One guy adds, ``Don't leave us!'' With that, finally, the fans exit, laughing.
``How many times do I have to tell you! Disperse!'' he yells. ``What is your problem? What do you want from us?'' asks a woman behind the gate, which has been pushed back far enough to leave plenty of room for the buses to get out. The cop sputters something about 33
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Still Daydream Believing.... by Stephanie Anne Dispoto
I am still in a state of memories....and magic. The Monkees performance at CSU Bakersfield's outdoor Amphitheater on Sunday, August 19, 2001 was just that. Memories and Magic. The temperature soared to 106 degrees, but it wasn't only the heat that rose - it was the pure excitement in the air that was generated by the long-awaited return of The Monkees to Kern County. An excitement shared by fans as young as 6 months in age to those in their 70's. An excitement shared by yours truly, who carried a picture in her purse that evening from her first day of school, September 12, 1966 - the day when I made the choice that night to watch a new show, "The Monkees" as opposed to my favorite television show, "Gilligan's Island"; a choice I have never regretted.
(Although Gilligan does still make me laugh!) When Peter, David and Micky first hit the stage doing the famous "Monkee Walk" the crowd of 2500 could barely contain themselves - including myself! From David's apologies at being late for taking a wrong turn "in Santa Barbara" to Peter's jokes about how he was in need of more clothes to brave the "chill in the air" and Micky's just - well being the ever comical Micky! - they had our attention full force, keeping the audience laughing and singing along with their music. It wouldn't be the Monkees any other way one goes hand-in-hand with the other. During their time, serious rock musicians and listeners laughed at The Monkees, because they seemed to be an est ab l i shm en t an t i do te 34
Monkee Shines against controversial rock contemporaries such as the Beatles, Jimi Hendrix and Bob Dylan. Now I won't be the one to pit the Monkees against other established artists; no one should ever make comparison's anyway - everyone and everything is unique in their own special way. But at the same time, there are so few acts out today that have held out over time, against all of the odds the Monkees had placed upon them - they are still a FUN band; they are excellent musicians; they are excellent songwriters; they are professional showmen who know how to have a wonderful time and the crowd knows it - so we in turn have a wonderful time along with them! And we did. As I did. The band played songs that reminded us of a time when we were young, without responsibilities and listening to pop music on our "hi-fi's" or the AM radio. From "Last Train to Clarksville", "She Hangs
Out", "Mary, Mary" to "Daydream Believer" and "I'm a Believer", it reminded the crowd that with all of the pressures of the world going on today, there is still a place where we can go to, a place where, if we remember those memories, those songs, we can separate the idealism of what is really imp ortant...and what's not. I had to laugh when I thought about the first time my 5 year old daughter saw the Monkees; it was on "The Early Show" on television this year; she couldn't understand why Peter, David and Micky looked like "older men" - she claimed these men were impostors and proceeded to show me a photo she has of them from when they first hit the television and music scene. When they started singing though. she stood in the corner watching and listening in complete fascination; after the program was over, she decided they were The Monkees and that it was okay if they looked a little older - when they sang, she 35
Monkee Shines said they still were very good, so it must be them! Well, we are all a little (!) older now, but I honestly have to say, last night, when I looked into Peter, David and Micky's eyes throughout the evening as they talked, joked and sang, all I could see and feel was the same adoration I had for them as when I first saw them that night in 1966 when I was 6 years old. And I realized that even more fully today as I hugged my daughters and told them about the con-
cert; I told them no one can ever take away your memories - or that magic feeling. They are ours to keep and ours to help us through any rough spots that might prevail in life. To some, the Monkees may have just been a pop-rock group from the 60's; but to the majority of people, they are still helping us get through life. If not in one way, in some ways. Thanks guys. You really are appreciated in more ways than you will ever know.
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A Day With A God By Jan Chilton
In the several years that I've been online and aware of David Jones again, I've heard a lot of fantasies. One question I've heard over and over again was, "If you could have a day with your favorite Monkee, how would you want to spend it?" And many times I've heard the girls say
"David", and how they would give anything to have a day at his farm, sharing his horses, listening to him talk, enjoying his company... I didn't make it to the farm, but once again I've had a dream come true, and this time it was more 37
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ing to South Carolina. Two weeks in a row. He was racing a horse here, and thought the fans would like to know.
I'm still mad at myself. It seems that every time I see the man, I'm unable to savor the experience until after it's over! I function while it's happening, but on some level other than consciously. As soon as it's over, I'm happy! Ecstatic! Grinning for days! Eventually I come down, and I'm depressed knowing it will be months before I see him again, but the high lasts for about a week, and is worth whatever comes later.
I spent the next week with a friend, researching every horse race information site on the internet. He said Charleston. We said, no, must be Aiken, SC. He tells Susan maybe so. We said, No that was last week. Well, he was right. There were two steeplechase events, Charleston on the 11th, and Camden, SC on the 18th. We finally got it straight...I sent out bulletins to everyone I could think of, and got that old butterfly in the stomach feeling again. I was going to see him! Here! Soon!
This time was no different... .My jaws are sore from the perpetual smile. Sunday, November 11, 2001 The Charleston Cup Steeple Chase Charleston, SC.
The day started out less than perfect, I must admit. Those who know me well know that I am petrified of heights. I can't drive on bridges. I can't climb ladders. I can't walk up flights of steps. Charleston, SC
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Monkee Shines has a bridge that resembles the rope bridges Johnny Weismuller used to run across on the old Tarzan movies. The sucker is about 20 miles long and goes as high as the Empire State Building. If you don't believe this, ask me again... Suffice it to say, I ran into trouble at the foot of this bridge.
OTHER side of this bridge, waiting for me. The race starts at 1pm. It's about noon. Cars are whizzing by me. No policemen decide to come around at all. So I sat and cried. Finally, after about 30 or 45 minutes, an older lady in a Ramada Inn uniform stops. I'm hysterical by this time. It's 80 degrees outside. Full sunshine. I have no way to move. So she calls 911, and tells them the problem, and they come.... finally. Turns out, one police car stops all traffic entering the Cooper River Bridge. The other one turns me around and leads me off the ramps and to another Waffle House across town at the foot of a normal bridge that my friend is willing to drive to and rescue me. This may not sound like a big deal, but Charleston is a HUGE city, and this was not unlike stopping traffic on a beltway in New York City. I'm hot, miserable, embarrassed, exhausted, and
The way I drove up to it had no exit. Three lanes of UPGOING traffic were coming in. None were coming off. I couldn't go up. I couldn't turn around. I had taken two valiums, thinking I could do it... I could do it for David! Wrong. If I was comatose on Quaaludes, I couldn't have driven across this bridge. So I pulled on a tiny little grassy spot, turned off the engine. And cried. And sat there. And cried harder. I was meeting a friend who lives in another city that was just south of Charleston. (Myrtle Beach is about 90 miles north of it) She is sitting, meanwhile, in a Waffle House, not far from the 39
Monkee Shines have cried till I'm sick. But, said friend finds me, we cross 3 or 4 not quite so bad bridges, and at 2pm, we are at the racetrack.
from all appearances not even aware there were horses racing. And we have to find David Jones in the middle of about 500 trucks, and 2000 people. We started at the track at one end. We asked several people where "horse owners" might hang out. "What's a horse?" several of them mumble around their Budweiser cans..... No, it wasn't this bad, but it was an impossible task. We started getting ill with one another. I finally said, "Crap." "We can't stand here...let's walk." So we proceeded to try and head towards the PA system that you could barely hear over the party animals that were everywhere. We walked a long way. Almost at the other end, we saw some bleachers, and finally located the loud speakers. But they were on the other side of the track! I insisted we had to get across somehow. The race ended, and l i k e sheep, everyone crossed over going from one side to the other as fast as
Now the info on this race says there will be 8000 people there. That might have stretched it...I'm sure there were several thousand. The race was in the middle of a gigantic pasture. General admission parks about 2 blocks away and walks, and the rich people pay more and park in the "Infield", or, smack in the middle of the track, which is round. These people are not the elite snobs that are supposed to be there dressed to the nines drinking champagne and caviar. They are parked mostly in pickup trucks, 4 wheel drives, and have tents set up with gallons of alcohol, radios blasting, kids running, dogs barking...get the picture? Can you say NASCAR? Well, not exactly, but they were drinking, drunk, wide open, and 40
Monkee Shines they could. We jumped in the herd, and ran across. Standing at the bleachers, my friend (who's name is also Jan, by the way) is looking through the program, and I'm scanning hundreds of faces...melting in the direct sunlight, feeling more helpless by the minute. And there he was. With a full beard. Dressed to hide. 10 feet away from me, chatting with a 6ft tall gorgeous woman! No...we
were NOT going to go up to him with a girlfriend there. No...I was NOT going to get any closer. Jan is determined to get a picture, so we walk around the bleachers to get on the side he is facing. The woman walks off, and he sits down between two women about our age, that did NOT qualify in the least as potential p aramours. Adrenal in flowed, heart rate increased, and I sprouted ba...well, grew testi.... be-
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Monkee Shines came filled with testosterone, and walked right over to him. "Do you want to b e bothered or shall I leave you alone?" "Ello!" he jumps up, smiling. "Nice to see ya!" He has no clue who I am, I'm sure. He's seen me enough, but I never have the ba---guts to say my name when I see him. "Well, we finally made it!" I announce cheerfully, like an idiot.
admit the bridge ordeal. He probably thought I was certifiable by that time. But, he practically never left our side. He said once that he needed to go speak to the jockey, and excused himself. I figured that was it, and he would ease away. In five minutes, he was back. I had lit a cigarette, and had to walk away and put it out, feeling disgraced. He talked to us about steeple jumping...I tried to act halfway intelligent and ask sensible questions. He left another time for several minutes (always excusing himself!) and when he came back he said, "What do you think?" "About what?" I answered so brightly. Jan says something like "Cool!" (Which I thought was equally as quick-witted.. haha) Finally I told him all I could think about was Christopher Reeves. So he launches into fussing at me for letting fear rule my life. "Just
The rest of the afternoon was a fairy tale. We stood at the "fence", which was a plastic thing, and he talked to us. I gave him a letter from a kid that I'd had for 6 months. I told him hello from Cindy and Shane. I mentioned another lady that he knows who was sick. Somewhere in there, I said, "I'm Jan, from Myrtle Beach." "And THIS is Jan, also." We found out that his main horse, Market Neutral, had been in the first race, and we missed it. He asked why we were so late, and I had to 42
Monkee Shines like that bridge!", he says, "You have to go over it. Take chances. Live a full life!" So I REALLY get smart now. " I can't hel p it...David...I can't do it!" "I thought I would do ANYTHING for you! I thought I COULD! But I couldn't do it, even for you..." He just looks at me... Jan says, "And it's a good thing! She wouldn't do it for ME, and if she'd done it for you, I would have been mad!" He looks at her. He looks at me. He looks around, and ignores the whole exchange. I had to say something like that, didn't I?
We talked about the house in PA, and several issues there that I won't go into...He left for a minute or two several other times, but always came right back. He kept looking at MY program, and finally asked where I got it. I told him they were selling them at the entrance. "You can have it, if you want, David." Just what he wanted to hear, of course. I never saw it again...(grin) All too soon, it was drawing to a close. He kept saying he had to go, but didn't. I tried my best to talk him into coming to Myrtle Beach to play golf, and I think he wanted to, but he said HE was the only one tending his horses, which were in CAMDEN, and he had to be there. Finally, he said he really DID have to go, and he was taking the jockey, and a couple of other people back also. He shook our hands. We told him we'd see him next week. The fairy tale ended, and we
I asked him a lot of questions. He has 9 horses now. Two of them were racing there...Market Neutral, and Panda. He told us they had only jumped 3 times, maybe one of them never before, and he was very happy that Market Neutral took 2nd place. We DID get to see Panda race in the 5th race, and he (she?) took 4th place. He sure loves those horses. 43
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And we smiled. And we sighed. And we smiled...for the next several hours together at Red Lobster, and then separately for our trips home. I smiled all day today. I will smile all day tomorrow. I will smile next week in Camden, too!
Ever so often, I said..."WE JUST SPENT THE DAY WITH DAVY JONES!!!! WE JUST SPENT THE DAY WITH DAVY JONES!!!! DO YOU KNOW WHAT WE DID??? WE JUST SPENT THE DAY WITH DAVY JONES!!!
WE SPENT THE DAY WITH DAVY JONES!!!!! (Thud...)
The Flip Side By Jan Beaudrie Mr. Jones was so kind. He tried to explain the art of the steeplechase to us. He also spoke of his own rides and pointed out his newest horse to us. We were in heaven. I also think I'm in love with horse racing, now. He left us for a while, (not long enough for poor Jan to even smoke.) and then came back to see if everything
was OK with us, and asked how we were enjoying the races. He sort-of treated us as if it was his party, and he wanted us to have a good time. He also gave a few interviews, and shook a few hands, when people realized who he was. One woman came up to us and said, "My husband says that man is Davy 44
Monkee Shines Jones. Is that true?" "Yes, that's him," we both answered. She still looked a little shell-shocked. "THE Davy Jones?" she asked again. We just laughed and I said, "If you're talking about the man you used to drool over when you were a teen-ager, then yes, that's him. “
grinned. I have never in my life witnessed anything like it. He later proceeded to describe to us the state of the folks in the infield ("shit-faced" Jan says he said "THOSE PEOPLE ARE RAT FACED!!!!".) and pretended to be drunk. All I could think was, 'He reminds me of Dudley Moore, which is really an offhanded compliment, since I think Dudley was the best drunk, ever. (Now, of course, Jan tells me that's exactly who he was impersonating.)
Five or six women of different ages: "Are you Davy Jones?" David: "Yes, I am." Woman (40ish): "I used to watch you on TV all the time." (Duh. We ALL did, girlie.) David: "Thank you."
Not only did I get to enjoy the company of David Jones for a few hours, but the man is also a RIOT!!
A nother wom an (30ish): "I've tried to explain to my daughters who you are." (Lady, just tell them he's your Justin Timberlake.) David: "Thank you."
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I’M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU BY David T. Jones
There won’t be any more rain The sun will shine again It’s over
I feel like I am dying Cause I’m living without you And I’m still in love Can’t you see that I’m still in love Yeah, I’m still in love With you
Nothing left to do Or can I say to you It’s over (chorus) But I’m still in love Yes, I’m still in love I’m still in love I’m still in love Yeah, I’m still in love Yes, I’m still in love With you
Can’t you see I need you Can’t you tell I love you so I’ll find a way, I’ll find a way to get to you No matter where you go (Chorus out)
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Photo by Bonnie Borgh
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Hurry Up Slow Down By David T. Jones (chorus) Hurry Up slow down Come and see me sometime’ Hurry up slow down Come and see me sometime Hurry up slow down Come and see me sometime Come and see me sometime We used to be friends We used to be lovers We used to hold hands Cuddle under the covers Those days are gone And you’re far away I miss you so (chorus) Time and again when I think of you I’m all alone, I’m feeling blue I think of the times—of me and you How about you? How about you? (Chorus) Through the years My love has grown Still I pray you’re not alone Life’s been good I’ve made it through In my dreams I’m there with you (chorus out)
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