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Happy Monkee day!!
Inspired by A Few of The Best Beatles Stories Ever.
I’ve combined all of your submissions and a few of my own to make a list of The Monkee fandom’s favorite Monkees Stories of ALL TIME.
I’ve been meaning to post this list for over a year, and it seems fitting to post it today in conjunction with thank-your-lucky-stars Monkees Awards question for today.
BEST MONKEES STORIES
Mike Nesmith yelling “that could’ve been your face motherfucker” and punching a hole in a wall, when Herb Moelis and Don Kirshner wouldn’t let the Monkees play their own instruments on their album.
Micky Dolenz gallantly making a tourniquet for Cynthia Plaster Caster after she sliced her hand while trying to open up a can of dental alginates to use to make Peter Tork’s plaster cast. (Unfortunately this injury made it impossible to cast Peter that day)
Peter Tork’s mile high orgies on their plane during the 1967 tour and his orgy organizer button which he wore during the second season of the Monkees’ television show.
Davy Jones plowing through the studio gate with his car when the guard refused to let him in because of his “long” hair/not believing Davy worked there.
Mike Nesmith’s Cincinnati (Cleveland?) prank with the elevator that almost got the guys trampled by thousands of fans until they jumped into a police car.
Peter Tork telling the draft board that he was gay to get out of going to Vietnam.
Micky Dolenz tripping balls in Hyde Park at 7 in the morning and singing songs to a couple hundred schoolkids until Jack Nicholson and Bob and Bert and the cops show up and when they finally make a run for it, everybody gets trampled.
Peter Tork and Davy Jones getting into a knockout, drag down fight on the set of the show, with Davy giving Peter a “nutter” and Peter subsequently punching Davy, who then had to get stitches.
Two Mexican federal agents handing Mike Nesmith a million dollars’ worth of marijuana in a brown paper sack as an apology after the agents took his camera away because he took photos of a student demonstration.
A member of the Monkees entourage hiding Brian Jones of the Rolling Stones in the Monkees’ hotel in England after he was busted for drugs.
Two seventeen-year-old girls bribing pizza delivery guys for their outfits to deliver pizza to the Monkees’ hotel room.
Mike Nesmith sending John Lennon a telegram that ended with “God is Love, Mike Nesmith.”
Davy’s salad story
When Mike had a party with a houseful of people and asked Davy if he wanted to go get a burger. Davy declined, but later learned Mike left his own party to hop on his private jet and fly to get his favorite burger just cos he had it like that.
The time when Micky was invited to the recording of Sgt. Pepper and he thought it was going to be some big psychedelic party so he shows up all crazy in paisley print bell bottoms and like tie-dyed underwear in the middle of the day, and he just finds the Beatles sitting all calm in folding chairs.
The game of “Killer,” that required the actors, producers, some of the inner-circle to play-act a spectacular death scene on demand.
The Monkees nearly sabotaging their own show before it could even begin, by invading the network affiliates’ dinner at Chason’s restaurant.
The pilot of the Monkees Express having to come on the PA system on the plane, asking some of the passengers enjoying the party-pit in the rear of the plane to please come forward so he could get the nose down.
Micky getting mobbed while doing his Christmas shopping.
Bert Schneider sitting in the audience at the Cow Palace, seeing his band on stage for the first time and not quite believing what he had created.Raybert scoring the lowest rated pilot in the history of the network—and figuring out how to fix it.
That girl that mailed herself to Davy
Davy flying to a hospital in Phoenix to visit two little girls who had been hit by a car when they were out buying Monkees albums
Spending a weekend locked in a hotel with Jack Nicholson and drugs to write Head.
Micky building that scale model plane in his living room, then having to disassemble it because he couldn’t get it out the door.
//The Monkees//
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When the world and I were young, just yesterday... Life was such a simple game, a child could play. It was easy then to tell right from wrong.. easy then to tell weak from strong... When a man should stand and fight, or just go along. But today there is no day or night, today there is no dark or light, today there is no black or white... Only shades of Gray. I remember when the answer seemed so clear, we had never lived with doubt or tasted fear. It was easy then to tell truth from lies, selling out from compromise, who to love and who to hate.. the foolish from the wise. But today is is no day or night, today there is no dark or light, today there is no black or white... Only shades of Gray. ( Instrumental). It was easy then to know what was fair, When to keep and when to share, How much to protect your heart, And how much to care. But today there is no day or night, today there is no dark or light, today there is no black or white... Only shades of Gray.... Only shades of Gray...... That last verse makes my cry every time.
Micky stop grabbing my ass, Peter will get jealous 👀😁😏✌️🔥