Davey Jones

[Phil D. Rolls]

Looks like he won't be catching that Last Train to Clarksville. He died today aged 66. RIP wee man.

[Jonnyboy]

Looks like he won't be catching that Last Train to Clarksville. He died today aged 66. RIP wee man.

Gone but, thanks to Daydream Believer, never forgotten at ER

[heretoday]

Whatever his abilities as a musician he made his mark on the world and won't be forgotten.

For those of us who watched The Monkees on TV in the 60s another nail goes in the coffin.

[HUTCHYHIBBY]

I wonder who will be given the task of clearing out his locker?

[Kato]

I wonder who will be given the task of clearing out his locker?


Squiddly Diddly.

Anyway RIP Davy. Made a lot of people happy in your time The Monkees went from being a TV product to producing some pretty good albums and are very much under-rated because of their origins.

I think this speaks volumes for the guy.

May 11th, 1968

Davy flies in to Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix, Arizona, to visit an ailing fan, Rhonda Cook. The 11-year-old was crossing the street with a friend when she was struck by a pick-up truck. She lost a leg. The girl had been clutching a Monkees album and was trying to pick up her record player from the repair shop. Her father appealed to Davy to write her a letter, but instead he has come today for a personal visit. He gives Rhonda a new stereo record player (hers was only mono) and a slide projector, and offers to buy her any records she might like. He also promises to send her his personal tambourine and gives her his phone number to call him any time she likes.

He stayed in touch and became a friend of the girls family, visiting them many times.


http://keepupwithjones.davyjones.net/?p=1376

http://www.flickr.com/photos/19433717@N00/5147339672/

[HUTCHYHIBBY]

Nice wee story that.

[NYHibby]

My dad and I used to see him at the hardware store in Pennsylvania. He would be buying things for his horse farm. Never talked to him. People just let him go about his shopping.

[PapillonVert]

Gone but, thanks to Daydream Believer, never forgotten at ER

Indeed, John. For my part, loved the TV shows, very funny - can't say I was ever a fan musically (more a Beatles girl myself although I realise the possible irony there) but, they are a bit like Abba, you disdained them at the time but with hindsight they sound quite good. If you know what I mean!

Jane

[Kato]

My dad and I used to see him at the hardware store in Pennsylvania. He would be buying things for his horse farm. Never talked to him. People just let him go about his shopping.


He trained to be a jockey (being a shortarse) and kept a love for the geegees.

[Kato]

Indeed, John. For my part, loved the TV shows, very funny - can't say I was ever a fan musically (more a Beatles girl myself although I realise the possible irony there) but, they are a bit like Abba, you disdained them at the time but with hindsight they sound quite good. If you know what I mean!

Most of those records have the crack LA session musicians The Wrecking Crew all over them - even their later albums have a sizeable cult following among hardcore muso fans. Not a huge fanatic of those later records myself but they are pretty good. They ran deeper than the known "Greatest Hits" stuff, (which is great IMHO.)

[PapillonVert]

Most of those records have the crack LA session musicians The Wrecking Crew all over them - even their later albums have a sizeable cult following among hardcore muso fans. Not a huge fanatic of those later records myself but they are pretty good. They ran deeper than the known "Greatest Hits" stuff, (which is great IMHO.)

Yeah, exactly. And the songwriters they had were the best in the business, Neil Diamond, to mention but one.

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
But six rings and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean,
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.

You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed
Now you know how happy I could be
Oh, and our good times start and end
Without dollar and to spend
But. how much, baby, do we really need?

Cheer up etc.

[steakbake]

I wonder who will be given the task of clearing out his locker?

:chortle:

[One Day Soon]

"We're the young generation and we've got something to say."

Love that line. A band with less to say it would be hard to find. But still they had some very fine tunes. For fun, innocent, pop you have to go a long way to find better.

[Gatecrasher]

i watched the Monkees on Nickleodeon when i was young but if its the same guy i remember him most from the classic film Brady Bunch the Movie when he was in this scene:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9p42VJApbU

but sadly it didnt make my personal favourite scene from the film which is obviously:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s5GZRnJTO5E

Anyway, Here's the theme

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_8hQt_sOxaA

RIP DAVEY

[degenerated]

I'm a bereaver :agree:

[Dashing Bob S]

He trained to be a jockey (being a shortarse) and kept a love for the geegees.

C'mon you Gibbs!

[khib70]

Yeah, exactly. And the songwriters they had were the best in the business, Neil Diamond, to mention but one.

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
But six rings and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean,
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen.

You once thought of me
As a white knight on a steed
Now you know how happy I could be
Oh, and our good times start and end
Without dollar and to spend
But. how much, baby, do we really need?

Cheer up etc.
Great song, but not writtern by Neil Diamond. Written by John Stewart, a member of the Kingston Trio