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Hey Hey it's the Official Ok Go Monkees Love Thread

edited November -1 in General Discussion
I'm seeing a lot of you lovely boardies are fellow fans of that 60s band/tv show The Monkees. It's time for a thread to show our love and post some nice pics of those adorable boys.

For some background about the Monkees....

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Monkees


(Boo, if I didn't have so much hw to do, I'd have made this introductory post a little more entertaing. Ah, procrastination.)
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  • Ah the loverly Monkees! How I love thee. They were the best thing on television! & man are they hotties.
    I have so many memories of watching the shows with my little sister during the last Monkee resurface (early 2000's?)

    I wish I'd existed during, what was it, the 60's? to go through the whole Monkee experience with them. Seriously would've been groovy baby!
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    Hehe
    Miss Tempe, you're rather brill.

    The Monkees are awesome!
  • i used to watch it alot when i was younger, when i was off school ill (alot)


    it was the monkeys, then mork and mindy then sesamy street


    it was amazing!
  • We used to sing the theme song and do line kicks in elementary school.

    Nothing's changed.
  • aaaaaaaaaa!!!

    MONKEES wub.gif wub.gif
  • I used to watch them with my sisters and my mom when I was little. Confession: at the time, I thought they were The Beatles with a changed name for a tv show.
  • I loved the monkees, too. My favorite was Davey Jones - sooo dreamy. Although slightly vertically challenged.
  • QUOTE (sprocket @ Apr 25 2007, 05:09 PM)
    My favorite was Davey Jones - sooo dreamy. Although slightly vertically challenged.


    ^^ Lol, I love the way you put that, sprocket.


    What made me first fall in love with the Monkees were their screen tests. Mike is so amazingly bold:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lleqiFxK1Gc

    (Davy says, "They make me put my hair over my ears and all this schdict." Not the word "shit." If you don't know Yiddish words it can sound confusing.) But if you wanna debate it feel free wink.gif
  • QUOTE (sprocket @ Apr 26 2007, 01:09 AM)
    I loved the monkees, too. My favorite was Davey Jones - sooo dreamy. Although slightly vertically challenged.

    Nooooo, Mike was always my fave.
    I'm vertically challenged too. *sigh*

    QUOTE (Tempe Arizona @ Apr 26 2007, 03:43 AM)
    (Davy says, "They make me put my hair over my ears and all this schdict." Not the word "shit." If you don't know Yiddish words it can sound confusing.)

    Yiddish words make me insanely happy smile.gif
    I have a little yiddish dictionary somewhere.
    The words just sound so much cooler, you know?
    Jackie Mason, therefore, is my hero wub.gif
  • Ok, I really promise to post all about my Davy Jones concert experience soon. I've just got a stupid on-line course to finish! Ah, the pressure. Never take an on-line course if you can avoid it. In the meantime, the radio station did take my picture and posted it on their website: tongue.gif

    http://koolradio.com/pages/390403.php?imag...ryXRefId=145658
  • QUOTE (Tempe Arizona @ Apr 26 2007, 10:43 PM)
    Ok, I really promise to post all about my Davy Jones concert experience soon. I've just got a stupid on-line course to finish! Ah, the pressure. Never take an on-line course if you can avoid it. In the meantime, the radio station did take my picture and posted it on their website: tongue.gif

    http://koolradio.com/pages/390403.php?imag...ryXRefId=145658


    You look so cute!
  • Ah Rose! reading all about your Davy experience made me dream of him last night. I dreamt he came to say hi to some folks next to me. Next thing I know, I asked for a picture. He kindly agreed and then looked at my arms and said I was as hairy as a monkey! Of course, I'm not hairy. So I don't know where that came from.
    laugh.gif laugh.gif laugh.gif
  • Oh the Monkees, my pops got me to loving them when I was a kid, I used to love the show aswell. I remember back in school, me and 2 other friends were always talking about them and singing their songs hahaha it was the best shit ever, my friend even had a monkees jean jacket with their name written across the back and on the left front pocket, I used to love seeing her wear it, I was jealous of it hehe.
  • QUOTE (Pearl @ May 5 2007, 06:18 PM)
    my friend even had a monkees jean jacket with their name written across the back and on the left front pocket, I used to love seeing her wear it, I was jealous of it hehe.



    Ooo, I have one of those! We got them a few years back at Spencer gifts.

    Lol! Ytel82, your dream is hillarious!

    I have a very long write-up of my encounter w/ Davy. Should I post it? I don't want to hog this thread. unsure.gif
  • haha I want one of those jackets man, they don't seld them at the Spencers in our mall.

    And you should def post your encounter, I know I'd love it wink.gif
  • Ok, but it's a really long story....It took place on my birthday (Saturday April 21, 2007). Davy Jones was appearing at Turf Paradise, a pretty race track in Phoenix....


    I think I woke up and did everything in a fog-like state. Where I was going didn’t quite hit me. The anticipation was the most exciting part of all. I kept counting down the minutes to Davy.
    The funny thing was it started to rain the nite before, which completely freaked me out for obvious reasons, and for selfish reasons. (My hair looks just awful in the rain.) When I woke up, the rain started to clear and by afternoon, the sun was shining bright. It was always a joke on the Monkees, but it’s true: Davy Jones really does bring out the sunshine!

    On the car-ride over to Turf Paradise, the radio station was playing a Beatles weekend. Hot dog! I made Davy a little dental kit (toothpaste, toothbrush, floss, Orbitz Rasperry mint gum, and 6 funky magnets that I made myself). I made my own t-shirt. Dark blue, on the front I put in big shiny letters “Davy, I’m here for my birthday kiss.” And on the back in silver letters “Davy Jones It’s My Birthday.” That shirt got me a lot of attention.

    A tear came down my eye (no not really) when they ripped off a part of my ticket as I entered the place. (I mean, seriously! How can you put a rip in such a lovely looking ticket?! (It's my siggie.) They were giving free make-up bags to all the ladies that day. The theme of the day was “Ladies Day.” It’s a pretty pink bag w/ some Philosophy make-up samples. I stopped at the bathroom. In fact, I had to go to the bathroom numerous times that day. Not really like me.

    I didn’t really feel like watching horse racing even though this was a race track. So I walked around outside, to take a look at where the seating for the concert would be. I was going to be sitting in a small group of orange corded-off seats, almost like the setting for a graduation. My excitement started to bubble. Then I went to the booth of the radio station sponsoring the event. They instantly got enthusiastic by my t-shirt and said “Is it really your birthday! Can we take a picture of you?” I asked one of the girls there if there was going to be a Meet & Greet w/ Davy. She said didn’t know!

    I wandered upstairs to watch a race from the stands. I sat on the side by a window in the hopes that I would see Davy driving up and coming in. Didn’t know he was already there in a private lounge on the 3rd floor watching the horse races all day. The track is really large and has pretty shrubbery. But I really had no idea what I was looking at. I decided to imaginarily bet on a horse w/ the word “Cool” in his name in honor of Kool FM (the radio sponsoring the event). The horse got 3rd place.

    I suddenly felt like wandering around again. I went to an area called “The Clubhouse, ” which is a place to watch the races that is air conditioned and has waitresses serving you rather than you having to go to the concessions area. A lady in her early 50s with big blonde hair walked by, instantly saw my shirt, and got very excited. Her birthday had been a few days ago. She invited me to sit with her friends. We chatted for awhile. They were eating salads and wanted to know if I wanted something. But I was just too excited to eat. Then they all wanted me to pick a horse. They tried to teach me how to read the racing form, but said they weren’t even too sure what they were reading. They pretty much went by whether they liked the name of the horse. I picked a horse but didn’t bet any money. Party Like Teddy was the name of the horse or something like that. And it won!
  • I decided to get to my concert seat. The lady who let me into the VIP seating ripped off another little piece of my lovely pink Davy ticket *cries.* She also slapped on a green writs bracelet to prove I rightfully belonged in that seating area. Next to me were these very interesting crazy people. A guy w/ long blond curly hair, a puffy black leather jacket w/ cowboy strings coming off and shades over his eyes. He looked like an old 80s rocker. His wife had long brown hair, was wearing a black frock w/ gold threading weaved throughout the black. He said he is a musician and used to work for several bands, including the Davy. His wife acts in B-rate horror movies. They were both highly bubbly and entertaining. The kind who act drunk, even thought they’re not at all. They should really write a book about their rocker life.

    Crazy hippie rocker guy knew absolutely everything about The Monkees. He even wrote his college these on The Monkees. He was odd for sure, but I figured if he had even a minor connection to Davy, that I ought to hang around him. After chatting with them for awhile, I asked them to watch my seat. I saw a merch table and wanted to go see what was for sale. Time to go shopping! There were black and white t-shirts w/ his young face on them. Metal starshaped keychains that said his name on them. Davy Love beads. An assortment of yellow, red, orange, silver plastic guitar picks w/ his young face on them. An array of Davy solo cd’s. A large paperback addition of his autobiography. A coffee table book w/ random pics that didn’t look very good called “The Monkees vs the Machine” or something like that. 8x10 pics of him today and him very young. I bought 3 t-shirts, an 8x10 pic, and a handful of guitar picks for the guitar I don’t have.

    Before going back to the car to stash my goodies, I recognized one of the DJ’s from Kool FM had just arrived. (Maria Knight was her name). I went over to the radio booth to say hi to her. I introduced myself, we chatted. She was very very nice and pretty too. We posed for pictures together:

    http://koolradio.com/pages/390403.php?imag...ryXRefId=145658

    Maria and the rest of the radio peeps loved my shirt. I told her repeatedly to please let me in if there was going to be a Davy Meet & Greet. She said she wasn’t too sure what was going on since she had just arrived.

    I went to the car to put away my t-shirts. When I got back, Crazy Hippie Rocker was quizzing a 15 year old girl and her mother about Monkees trivia. In front of us two teenage girls sat playing UNO. They had been there all day doing that. I heard an announcement, “Head over to the Kool Tent if you are apart of the Davy Jones Meet and Greet.” I had no idea what that meant, but I bolted out of my seat as discreetly as possible (pretty much shouting and running like a Tazmanian devil—no not really).

    I went over to this poor little overwhelmed blonde girl w/ a pink cell phone and asked her what was going on. During the week, they had had a contest to win Davy meet and greet tickets. She told me if all 20 people didn’t show up, maybe I could get in. She said it looked like there might be only 10 people out of the 20 showing up. There was a weird guy holding a beer and another guy who said he came from Seattle with his wife for this. We got to chatting. I told them perhaps I could sneak in like I had done with Ok Go at the BCS game. (Gah! I shouldn’t blabber such things in such a setting!)

    In the midst of our discussion, Overwhelmed Blonde Girl unexpectedly said all 20 people had shown up. *Sinking heart!* I begged her….I tried weakening her defenses….She wanted so badly to say ok but knew she couldn’t. I kept begging to just be #21. A brown haired girl I had met earlier in the bathroom was also hoping to make it in. A snobby blonde girl begged showing an autographed pic she had of Peter and Micky and she just needed Davy to complete the set. I told them all nicely but firmly that I had asked first. Then suddenly, Overwhelmed Blonde Girl’s pink cell phone rang. She looked at me and said, ok Maria says you can come up. I was elated. Ah, that Maria Knight, what a nice DJ she is! Another call on the pink cell phone went off. She said 3 more people could come. So Overwhelmed Blonde girl rounded up Seattle lady, Snobby blonde Girl, and Bathroom Brown haired girl. We four girls headed up there. We jokingly called ourselves “The Final Four.”

    We followed a lady w/ a walkie talkie down the hall, thru some offices, to an elevator. I couldn't focus on the people around me. I felt like I was in a warped tunnel of sound, as my emotions took over. Where would this magical journey lead? We started shaking. Brown haired girl exictedlly offered us all some Listerine breath strips. I never saw so much mint taken in at one time by so many people. The elevator doors open, and we get inside.
  • As the elevator moved, we joked about what might happen if the elevator suddenly gets stuck. The bow around my gift bag came undone. I tried desperately to fix it amongst very shaky fingers. Elevator doors open. We go down a carpeted hallway that opens to a carpeted private suit, with a bar, plasma tv to view the races on, and circular windows overlooking the racetrack. We get in line sort of mystified. I look ahead of us to see Davy Jones at the end of this magical line. His back is to us, but there he is! A tiny darling man. I can see him from the side. He is just so small! He looked very casual. I thought “This is what you’re going to wear on stage?” Black pants, purple button down shirt, hair sort of spikey and messy. Wearing gold rimmed glasses. He leant against a table signing everything that was handed to him. Muttering cute little jokes as he went along! Everyone was in quiet awe of him. The room quiet. His body guard and manager oversaw everything. They were pretty stern looking, too stern to be w/ such a sweetie like Davy. I couldn’t even fathom that he was right there a few feet away. I saw Maria Knight and thanked her. She said, “Oh good, I was hoping you’d come up.”


    Snobby Blonde girl was a head of me in line with her pic to autograph and a Davy Jones bobble head to get autographed. Suddenly, the last race was going and Davy looked up excitedly and said, “Oh, is our horse going to make it?” He ran to the window than glanced over his shoulder at the tv. Someone asked him, “Do you have any of your horses racing today.” He said no but he was just rooting for this one horse. It ended up in 2nd place. Finally there I was. I said “Hi, Davy. Welcome to AZ. My name is Rose.” And I shook his hand. I told him I was a dental student so I brought him a little dental goodie bag. I told him whenever he comes to AZ, he can expect a little dental goodie bag from me. He said, “Oh, I just got some work done. See what d’ya think of these? He shows me his lower teeth and points at them. Just got me some new teeth a week ago. Hope they’ll last me.” I was in shock, I didn’t really like the way those teeth looked at all, then later on in the show he said they were temporaries and that made me feel a whole lot better. Temporaries never look nice like the final product will. He passed over a young pic of himself and as he signed it I asked if he could make it out to Sherry, Deborah, and Rose. He was so thoughtful he asked how to spell each name as he went along. I gave him the pic of him nowadays that I bought from the merch area. He made it out to me. I quickly grabbed the dental pic out of my purse. And said, “Could you also sign this crazy one. Someone told me it be really cool to have this pic hanging in my office.” He stared at it wondering where I had found it, wondering when he had ever even posed for it. He said, “Oh look, this was me last week. Someone must have taken it from outside the window!” Seattle Girl was behind me and asked if that pic was from the tv show. I said no, I just found it on the internet. I asked Davy if he could pose for a pic and he did. I told Davy, “Don’t forget, whenever you’re in AZ, I will be your AZ dentist.” I just watched Davy for a few minutes as I got my stuff together. I took a pic for one girl who did not have a camera. While this was going on, I asked Davy is he was enjoying AZ. He said “Yes, it’s very nice. My piano player is actually from Phoenix.” I asked where he was before came here for this event. He said he had just come from Orlando yesterday nite.” I told him thank you so much for coming to AZ. He joked, you might want to hold off on saying that, you haven’t heard the show yet.


    He posed for more pics w/ lots of peeps. The Final 4 decided we should have our pic w/ Davy. We gave our cameras to all who could hold them. Davy said, “Ooo! I get to be with all these ladies!” I stood right next to him w/ my hand on his should, his arm around my waist. Multiple flashes going. I told him, “Ooo, I get to be cheek to cheek w/ you.” After the pic, I say to Davy, can I have a hug? He says “Of course.” And gives me a great big hug. He’s pretty muscular for a short guy. The manager wanted to whisk him away. So the Kook FM people took us back downstairs. We went down the carpeted hall, down the stairs, and back outside. I went back to my seat and found *gasp* some lady and her husband had taken my seat. I told her I was sitting there. Crazy 80s rocker guy’s wife vouched for me. So the lady grunted and moved farther away. I had wonderful seats and there was no way I’d give them up! I told Crazy 80s Rocker guy and his wife what just happened w/ Davy. Crazy 80s rocker guy laughed, “You’re shaking like a leaf.” I really wasn’t but he was enjoying the look of amazement on my face. His wife seemed kind of jealous. Crazy 80s rocker guy commented, “I don’t know why people act so intimidated by rock stars.” Acting like he knew so much about being a musician. He says he saved Tommy Lee during an OD and watched some other rockers die. He and his wife told me the crazy story of how they met each other. He discussed how he got into music. How he wishes he could make it big. I told him he should get a myspace and start posting his band’s work on youtube. He said he doesn’t have a computer because his apartment recently burnt down. The person below him was smoking in bed. He says he appeared w/ a band in a walk-on role in “General Hospital” in the old George Clooney Days.
  • They were setting up the stage. The stage was on the grass race track above us on a platform. The Kool FM people came on stage to prepare for a raffle contest. They saw me and waved. I was definitely in the right place, right at the focal pt of the stage.

    Finally, Maria Knight comes on stage to introduce….Davy Jones and the Davy Jones band! The band members come up one by one to introduce themselves and play a little solo. Two guitarists, a drummer, a keyboardist (from Phoenix), and a saxophone/clarinet/flute playing lady. They play a quick musical bit from “Listen to the Band.” Finally Davy comes out! He stepped out of a white van and runs up the stairs to the stage. He jokes how he’s wearing nice light colors and his whole band is in black. He says, you all look like you’re going to a funeral of something. Sang so many good songs. It was a nice long concert. An hour and 45 minutes of non-stop music, dancing, and jokes. I had my cell phone on so my mommy and sis could hear the concert. He joked about how he was able to sing so many songs in only 5 minutes. Did you notice how short and quick a 60s song is? He joked about being the youngest in the band and coming to visit Micky, Peter, and Mike in the actor’s home. He said he recently visited Peter and Micky in California, then adds that they still live at the beach house. There are dishes everywhere, the place is a mess without him. It wasn’t until he sang songs from the first 2 vhs’s I ever owned of the Monkees that it hit me who I was watching and felt totally squealish.

    He did a lot of dancing, including his famous side to side dance. If you’re not sure what dance I’m referring to, here is the old music vid for “Daydream Believer (See 1 min and 12 seconds in): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRr-sNlddRo

    He said he invented that dance, but that another musician tried to steal it once. He said sometimes he throws out his back doing it. Throughout the show, there was lots of clapping and singing along and screaming by peeps. People kept getting up and moving closer to take a picture. The Turf Paradise security was totally cool w/ that. He joked about someone taking a pic and then walked away, “Hey no one walks out on me.” Someone shouted something at him and he said “I think I’ve just had my first heckler.” Joked about how on every ep of the Monkees he fell in love at least twice with the stars in his eyes. Joked about being in Japan recently that they’re all smaller than him. But he’s the most physically built one there. Joked about the dubbing of the monkees into Japanese. He did a deep booming Japanese impression of what Mike would sound like. Then he lamented about how his voice would always be dubbed in as a high little girl’s voice, probably the director’s daughter.

    During the middle of the show, Crazy 80s rocker guy shouted out at him. Davy said, “What is it?” Crazy 80s rocker guy says, “We’ve been together before, 2003.” He starts holding up a pic he has of him w/ Davy. Davy starts to joke about an affair they had. He said, “How come you never call?” “2003 the best time of my life.” “Mine too, you were a great kisser.” Later on, some people get close to the stage during Davy’s performance. He said to them, “I don’t really pose for pictures.” And then purposefully poses extra dramatically. Later on, Crazy 80s rocker guy gets up to throw away his empty cup. Davy gives this look like “Oh no, where are you going? Are you coming over here.”

    One of the girls’ cameras isn’t working and Davy’s like “Hurry it up, I can’t pose like this forever, there’s a show to do. How do you like my new teeth, by the way? I just had them done. They’re temporaries right now.” At his point, Crazy 80s rocker guy says to me, “Stand up!” I said, “I can’t.” He said, “Come on stand up!” I said, “I’m too shy.” He said, “Ok I’ll come w/ you.” He grabs my arm and goes “Davy.” Davy looks to him, “What is it? Hi Rose. She’s a hygienist.”---He remembered my name *dead*
    Um, anyway, back to the story…. "Hi, Rose! She's a hygienist."
    "I'm a dental student"
    "Oh, whatever, " he says with a wink
    Crazy 80s rocker guy points at me and shouts: "It's her birthday." He turns me round to face the crowd. “It’s her birthday.”
    Davy: "So what should I do, shall I give her a crown?"
    Crazy 80s rocker guy: "Give her a kiss!"
    Davy: "If I were down there I would be kissing her right now." I’m just trying not to look around to much at anything besides Davy, but I blow him some kisses. Crazy 80s rocker guy says, “Hey, what about me? I thought we had something special, Davy?” Davy: “No, forget that, mate. You and I are through. It was great while it lasted.” He tells the ladies to hurry and take another pic. We go and sit back down.
  • He talked about the hotel he was staying at. How even though it was late at nite, the hotel clerk in charge brought them sandwiches and “lemonade” aka beer. The guy said it was free. Davy said, “You're not going to make much money that way.” The hotel clerk said “it's not my hotel.” According to Davy, the hotel clerk told him to come into another room because he wanted Davy to sign something. Davy said, “But I'm not Elvis.” He joked about the hotel clerk saying his wife was upstairs w/ the boss. What's he doing w/ her? The same thing I'm doing to his hotel. A lady in the audience asked what hotel it was. Davy said, “Oh, you don't want to know. Trust me, w/ me it'd only last 5 minutes. I'd rather have a nice lamb chop.” Yeah, he's sassy. He joked about the young Davy and the Davy that/s there now. He made the drummer come over. He said he only hired him because he's smaller than him. Then they turned back to back and Davy was still shorter. Apparently, the drummer's dad has a restaurant in NJ w/ a booth called The Davy Jones booth. I asked the drummer about it after the show. It's somewhere in Bergen County.

    Davy played his famous tambourine and maracas. He sang a song he wrote and played the guitar during it. Who says the Monkees can't play their own instruments! Davy did a great job. He said he's written over 200 songs, and that was just this morning. He said his famous line , “I have 4 daughters all girls.” Says he has 2 grandsons named “Harrison and Phoenix of all things.” He sang one or two touching songs about growing up. He sang a song his mom used to like a lot. He sang a song from Oliver (Consider Yourself). His voice is still ever so powerful. He sang I wanna be Free, Valleri, Here Come Tomorrow, She Hangs Out, Papa Gene's Blues, What am I doing Hanging Round, A little Bit me A little Bit You, Girl, Daydream Believer, No Time. He joked about being in serious tv dramas such as “Boy Meet's World” and “Sabrina the Teenaged Witch.” He made the audience sing a stanza of Daydream Believer on our own. During “She Hangs Out, ” Crazy 80s rocker's wife gets up to do the Davy Dance. Davy smiles and sings. Crazy 80s rocker guy's wife was worried she didn't do it right, but I told her it looked great.

    Davy joked about how their monkees songs were written by so many great artists King and Goffin, Boyce and Hart, Lord and Taylor, Neiman Marcus. Joked about how policemen, doctors, teachers will come up to him on the street wanting to do the monkees dance w/ him.
    Towards the end we all got up and danced. The whole time I was right in Davy's line of sight. He kept looking my way. There was a couple dancing on the rooftop, Davy pointed them out and said how romantic they looked. He dedicated a song to them. Someone in the stands waved at him. He waved back and said “Hello out there in the stands.”

    He ended the show w/ I'm a Believer. He jumped off the stage behind the railings he ran across the railing down away from the stage. We all started to follow and a flock of people swarmed for autographs and pictures. He signed everything. After awhile he jumped from the railing to where we all were. He got behind the merch table and started signing things from there. I got my DVD cover ready. When I was finally able to get over to him, he said, “Oh, hello again, Rose.” I thanked him so much for coming, he smiled as he handed back my dvd cover. I hung around just to watch people finish up. The young girls who had sat in front of me during the concert wanted to kiss him. So he moved his cheek toward them. They kissed him and squealed. Davy's security guard and manager were trying to make people hurry up more. Davy told them it was ok he wanted to say hi to everyone. As the crowds dispersed, some people got some last pics. I had such a wonderful time with him, I felt it would be too greedy to ask for another pic. So I just watched. Then he started to walk away, everyone shouted goodbye to him as he was escorted away by a guy named Jim.



    The End! tongue.gif
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