Goodbye daydream believer
I don’t normally do such things, but prompted by jaynedoll‘s tribute to Davy Jones and the Monkees, I decided to come and do my own, but a little different. And it’s not exactly eloquent.
The news about Davy’s death today has upset me; I can’t, and won’t, pretend it hasn’t.
My mum is a huge Monkees fan, and as has been established, my mum and I have very little in common. But I was brought up on the Monkees and have an in-built love of the band. We used to play the cassettes in the car on the two-hour drive to my Grandparents every other weekend; singing along together.
I loved Davy Jones, mum loved Micky Dolenz. I remember my mum showing me a fan letter she wrote to Micky when she was a kid, but never sent. I remember reading it so clearly; it made my mum human. Sounds stupid, but I really realised for the first time that my mum had been a kid too.
When I was about 21 we went to see the Monkees in concert. Again, for two people that rarely do things together, it’s a great memory.
And the Monkees gave me those memories and that link with my mum. And I will always be grateful.
Safe passage, Davy Jones, and thank you and your daft little band for the music and the memories.
The news about Davy’s death today has upset me; I can’t, and won’t, pretend it hasn’t.
My mum is a huge Monkees fan, and as has been established, my mum and I have very little in common. But I was brought up on the Monkees and have an in-built love of the band. We used to play the cassettes in the car on the two-hour drive to my Grandparents every other weekend; singing along together.
I loved Davy Jones, mum loved Micky Dolenz. I remember my mum showing me a fan letter she wrote to Micky when she was a kid, but never sent. I remember reading it so clearly; it made my mum human. Sounds stupid, but I really realised for the first time that my mum had been a kid too.
When I was about 21 we went to see the Monkees in concert. Again, for two people that rarely do things together, it’s a great memory.
And the Monkees gave me those memories and that link with my mum. And I will always be grateful.
Safe passage, Davy Jones, and thank you and your daft little band for the music and the memories.