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'Pete's theme' from Quadrophenia (1973) by The Who (X)

One of the primary themes/leitmotifs of the album, 'Pete's theme' (or the 'love-theme') can be heard throughout the album in various forms:

-- and finally it culminates in the phenomenal ending track 'Love Reign O'er Me':

i think the funniest thing about the Paul Is Dead theory is that Fake Paul still had that homoerotic relationship with John. imagine being John Lennon and your best friend since you were 16 whom you are also in love with dies in a car crash and is replaced with a lookalike and you’re like. whelp. i guess i have to be in love with Fake Paul too. and then you go through one of the messiest divorces in music history.

"we don't have girl talk, we have creature talk," my roommate Julia just said while rolling on the floor, "put that on your fucking tumblr, they'll love that shit"

It is kinda insane how wild the Monkees are when you look into it. They were hired for a TV show but started an internal revolution where they kicked out their music supervisor to have control of their own music. They made a movie deconstructing their image and Hollywood in general. Their music spanned several genres including some very experimental stuff that would influence later music. They met and befriended the Beatles. They wrote and/or directed some of their episodes. One of them is the son of the woman who invented liquid paper (white-out) and then he would go on to basically invent MTV before he sold the concept to those who made MTV. They have some of the first music videos. They fucked. One of them even was known for his orgies. They sometimes hated each other but still loved each other as brothers. There is an FBI file on them allegedly spreading communist and anti-american propaganda at their concerts. They had a song that had to have its lyrics changed because it was too intensely political, even alluding to JFK’s assassination not being done by Lee Harvey Oswald in 1969. Their TV show was revolutionary in structure and content. Disney stars and boy bands would not exist without them. They had Jimi Hendrix open for them. One of them was a member of the Hollywood vampires. And that isn’t even all.

And yet most people don’t take them seriously.

Did anyone else see the daydream believers reference on the finale of The Floor last night ??

The category was boy bands and every other picture was of the real band.. so what happened…

Reposting this photo I shared yesterday because I think I finally put together what Micky and Peter were actually doing. Micky “shot” Peter and Peter had to “die” so Micky could photograph his dramatic demise.

In They Made a Monkee Out of Me, Davy Jones explains a Monkee game called Killer.

We defused a lot of the tension with humour, naturally. On the set, and on the road, we had a game we used to play called Killer. Jim Frawley invented it. The idea was each person was allowed three shots per day. You could shoot whoever you liked—you just mimed your hand as a gun, like kids do, y’know—tssshhh! And whoever was shot had to die. But you couldn’t just fall down, nice and simple—it had to be a spectacular death. You had to moan and kick and fall over furniture and people and take about three-quarters of an hour to do it—like they used to in all of the best Westerns. And if you didn’t die loud enough, or long enough, or imaginatively enough, or if say you just didn’t die at all, because you were being introduced to the Queen Mother at the time, then you lost a life. And if you lost three lives—you were out of the game. Forever. No second chances. That was as good as being really dead. So, of course, we’d look for the best moments to shoot each other—when it would cause the most commotion. Not everyone was included. It was a clique of about eight. Sometimes we’d have a different director—we used to have a guest director to do one or two shows. They’d be in the middle of a scene and somebody would get shot and the whole scene would be ruined because this was very serious business—you couldn’t lose a life. The game produced no end of possibilities for going right over the top. In the middle of a love scene once—I had the stars coming out of my eyes, the whole bit—I’m walking over to the girl with my arms outstretched and she says, “Oh, Davy!” We’re just about to kiss when … Tssshhh!—Peter shoots me. I have to go into an epileptic seizure routine for about five minutes—knocking lamps over, fall over a drum kit, out the door, roll around the parking lot, up the stairs, across the president’s desk—“Oh my God, are you all right, David?”—“Aaargh! Shot, sir!” Back out the door, down the stairs, onto the set, collapse in a heap at her feet. Wild applause. One time in Australia, in front of about five million fans at the airport, Micky got shot and he fell all the way down this gigantic escalator. People were stunned. They thought he’d been assassinated. It was very rarely someone wouldn’t die—not even a token head slump. One time was the Emmy Awards. I think it was Bert Schneider stepped up to receive the award for “Best New Comedy Show.” We shot him, but the moment was too special for him to spoil it. He won an Emmy and lost a life. Towards the end of the second year—to show you how badly things were going—even Frawley couldn’t be persuaded to die anymore. Everyone had been up all night, as usual. We were on the set—first diet pill of the day—started fooling around, messing up takes as always. But somehow it wasn’t the same. Nobody was laughing. Frawley was so mad. The only thing we could do was shoot him. Dolenz shot him—he didn’t die. Mike shot him—still standing. I shot him—nothing. What a bummer. All the feeling was gone. The beginning of the end.

what is it they put in the hardware store to make it smell so good

A Few of The Best Monkees Stories Ever

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.

what's the point of life if you're not weird about your rockstars