This Monkee's Gone to Heaven: R.I.P. Davy Jones
Davy Jones, once named by Yahoo as the number 1 teen idol of all time, passed away at the age of 66 after suffering a heart attack. As a member of the Beatles-inspired musical group The Monkees, created for their eponymous television show in 1966, Jones rose to fame alongside bandmates Peter Tork, Mickey Dolenz, and Michael Nesmith and subsequently embarked on a successful solo musical career of his own; let's remember Jones with a look back at The Monkees, Jones' acting career, and the group's 1968 psychedelic cult film, Head.
The Monkees' "Daydream Believer":
Jones' singing "Girl" during his cameo on The Brady Bunch:
Jones sings "Daddy's Song" in Head, a film that stymied then and now but remains a highlight of the Monkees legacy:
Swoon away with your own Jones remembrances below.
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The line "The years have passed and so have I" sent chills down my back. Head was a great movie. Everyone I know who saw it,liked it.
My first crush, I've loved him since I was five years old. I was already having a bad day but this had me on my knees. My thoughts are with his family.
He definitely reminds me of Johnny Depp in that Head sequence. Or vice versa.
When I was watching the Monkees in 1986, the Monkees went on a reunion tour. Compared to 1966 Davy, I thought 1986 Davy Jones was SO old, but he was only 40....that's only three years older than I am now.
I saw them on that tour! Weird Al Yankovic opened. It was awesome.
Me too! At the Greek Theater in LA, with Rodney Bigenhiemer MCing, if my memory hasn't completely faded. Probably b/c it just makes me feel so damn old, but this is the first celebrity death in a long time that had an emotional impact. Their songs still hold up as some really great pop music.
Here is a good online memorial for Davy. You can light a virtual candle or send virtual candles free of charge. http://www.memorialmatters.com/memorials.php?page=DavyJones
Davy's passing in particular hurts. In 1965 I was 14, and my brothers and I watched The Monkees, thrilled - yes, thrilled - by them. Their music was and still is great (I hear them to this day on oldies radio). In 1965 the world was a good place, the future was unfurling in front of us with great promise. And here I am today, 60 years old - 60!!! - how did that happen, and one of my brothers is gone and the other not much more than a vegetable. Shit. But its not All About Me, but - goodbye Davy, thanks for the memories.
I'm only 26, so I wasn't around when the Monkees had their day. However, I watched the show when it was in syndication in the 90s, and as a little girl, I certainly fell to Davy's impish charms. You know, it's one thing when a star dies because of drugs, alcohol, or violence, but it's quite another when an otherwise healthy one suddenly goes. RIP Davy. I wish you could come back. Be happy wherever you are now.
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