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RIP David Jones
Davey Jones, front man and tamborine player extrodinare passed away yesterday after suffering a heart attack at the age of 66.
I am caught off guard by this in a way I did not expect.
I grew up watching The Monkees. I didn't know or care that the band was put together for the show. All I knew was that they made me laugh and I dug their songs. I watched every single episode by the time I was 10. I still have the dubbed VHS tape my Aunt Diane taped off of MTV when they did a Monkees marathon back in the late 80s/early 90s. It is one of the reasons I still own a VHS player in working condition. I love the Monkees. To this day at least once a week when I am cruising around I pop in their CDs and jam out. Sure it's bubblegum for the most part, but it makes me smile.
Though I have followed Mickey, Mike, Peter and Davey's post Monkees lives with interest I never thought that perhaps they may make an early exit. Part of my childhood died with Davey yesterday. I am far more effected by Davey's passing that by Whitney Houston's.
However I am not one of mourn the dead. I much prefer to celebrate the life. With that in mind here are a few Monkees tidbits just in case they bring a smile to your heart the way they did for me.
Supposedly the last preformance of the Monkees. I'm singing with you Davey!
I monkee walk with the best of them!
A silly little song that makes me laugh.
I am caught off guard by this in a way I did not expect.
I grew up watching The Monkees. I didn't know or care that the band was put together for the show. All I knew was that they made me laugh and I dug their songs. I watched every single episode by the time I was 10. I still have the dubbed VHS tape my Aunt Diane taped off of MTV when they did a Monkees marathon back in the late 80s/early 90s. It is one of the reasons I still own a VHS player in working condition. I love the Monkees. To this day at least once a week when I am cruising around I pop in their CDs and jam out. Sure it's bubblegum for the most part, but it makes me smile.
Though I have followed Mickey, Mike, Peter and Davey's post Monkees lives with interest I never thought that perhaps they may make an early exit. Part of my childhood died with Davey yesterday. I am far more effected by Davey's passing that by Whitney Houston's.
However I am not one of mourn the dead. I much prefer to celebrate the life. With that in mind here are a few Monkees tidbits just in case they bring a smile to your heart the way they did for me.
Supposedly the last preformance of the Monkees. I'm singing with you Davey!
I monkee walk with the best of them!
A silly little song that makes me laugh.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
I love my husband.
Last night, as I lay sick as a dog in bed, he went out and rented me the first season of Six Feet Under. I have never watched this series but my hubby knows of my love affair with Dexter...I mean...Michael, so he thought I might enjoy it. I am so glad that he did.
I knew the show was about a family mortuary business but I had no idea that it also carried such relevant gay content. I was thrilled to see characters that were more than just charactatures of the gay experience.
One episode dealt with a gay couple doing nothing but minding their own business when a couple of assholes roll up and decide to teach the "fags" a lesson.....with a metal pipe. One of the gay characters died.
While I watched this, heart hurting, my husband broke into tears. Full on crying. I asked if he was alright. He replied "It's just so senseless! I can not comprehend that kind of cruelty!"
And that is (one of the many reasons) why I love my husband.
Last night, as I lay sick as a dog in bed, he went out and rented me the first season of Six Feet Under. I have never watched this series but my hubby knows of my love affair with Dexter...I mean...Michael, so he thought I might enjoy it. I am so glad that he did.
I knew the show was about a family mortuary business but I had no idea that it also carried such relevant gay content. I was thrilled to see characters that were more than just charactatures of the gay experience.
One episode dealt with a gay couple doing nothing but minding their own business when a couple of assholes roll up and decide to teach the "fags" a lesson.....with a metal pipe. One of the gay characters died.
While I watched this, heart hurting, my husband broke into tears. Full on crying. I asked if he was alright. He replied "It's just so senseless! I can not comprehend that kind of cruelty!"
And that is (one of the many reasons) why I love my husband.
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