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magneito:

mY FAVORITE THING IS HEIGHT DIFFERENCE SHIPS WHERE THE SHORT ONE IS A LITTLE CONDENSED BALL OF PURE RAGE AND THE TALL ONE IS SUPER NICE AND NERVOUS AND ALWAYS HAVING TO APOLOGIZE FOR THE SHORTER ONE 

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thank-your-lucky-stars:

Tiger Beat, March 1967. Via The Monkees Live Almanac.

September 12th, 1966

On this day, forty-eight years ago, four long-haired boys came barreling into living rooms across America. They gave millions of young people something to smile about, something to laugh at and to carry them away from their troubles, even for just half an hour each Monday evening.

No one could have known that this television show’s reach would extend far beyond its two short broadcast years. No one could have known that the Monkees’ story—a band that wasn’t a band, that ended up becoming a band—would be one told again and again, to the newer generations of fans that were to become legion as the decades passed.

To Bob Rafelson and Bert Schneider: Thank you for being the authors of the madness. For creating something that no one else would’ve dared to at the time. For pushing the envelope, inserting love and peace into the nation’s consciousness—all the while being subversive and expanding people’s minds without even knowing it. We all owe you a tremendous debt of gratitude…even if you guys did kinda end up being dicks towards the Monkees in the end.

To Don Kirshner, Tommy Boyce, and Bobby Hart: The Man with the Golden Ear, and the men who are responsible for us getting the funniest looks from everyone we meet. Thank you all for creating the soundtrack that brought the show alive. For your musical insights and knowledge, for being such hard-working individuals who translated songs into unparalleled success. We owe you all a tremendous debt of gratitude, too…even if you also ended up being a dick towards the Monkees in the end, Donnie K.

Last (but certainly not least), to The Monkees: Oh, boy. Where do we even begin? Thank you. Thank you not only for changing so many people’s lives, but also for saving them. Thank you for being the four friends so many of us needed when we didn’t have any, and the four friends we wanted when we did. Thank you for the joy, the comfort, the company, the lessons, and the love that you gave us. Thank you for being four pieces of the most delicious eye candy anyone has ever seen. Thank you for standing up, for fighting, for being true to yourselves even when everyone thought you weren’t a “real” band. Thank you for opening the world up and showing us what it could be, if only young people would work together for a common goal. Thank you for forging a connection that could outlast anything, even death.

Thank you for making daydream believers out of all of us.

HAPPY 48TH ANNIVERSARY TO THE MONKEES!

psychojello:

On this day in 1966, the Monkees’ television show debuted on NBC. It ran for 58 episodes and won two Emmy Awards.

smittygirl:

its-peter-tork:

how I feel things might have gone if there were social networks in the 1960s

…Wait, I want to know about “fuck yeah sports cars!”. :D

The “Peter Tork is in a relationship with Michael Nesmith” one and each Monkee’s subsequent reaction is the best and most accurate thing ever.

Reason #489259 Why Henry Diltz is the Most Awesome, Badass Person Ever:

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nakedpersimmon:

Photo by Tony Kent.

dirtymonkeefics:

The Monkees UK press conference, 29th June 1967.

This photoset is great because there’s a story being told, from the first picture all the way to the last:

1) Another day in Monkeeland, another press conference. The four exhausted boys gather in front of the media horde in preparation for an onslaught of questions and flashbulbs. All is well, until…

2) Mike Nesmith sees something amiss. Something that so takes him by surprise that he feels his blood boil almost as quickly as the shock sets in: Davy Jones is sitting on his boyfriend Peter Tork’s lap!

3) This can’t be right… Mike things, warily eyeballing the twosome. He’s well aware of Peter’s longstanding crush on Davy, and of the boyishly handsome Brit’s natural charms. He sees the subtle plot in Davy’s eyes and knows something must be done…

4) ..And not-so-subtly directs the four of them to stand up, displacing the Englishman from his coveted spot between the dimpled bassist’s tan, toned thighs. Still, Mike knows Davy won’t give up so easily, and he knows now what he must do…

5) …One hand on Peter’s arm, for all appearances a gentle touch, but with the possessive conviction that only a jealous man looking to reaffirm his territory would display. Davy grimaces in annoyance as Peter remains oblivious.

6) A triumphant Mike Nesmith smirks. His boyfriend Peter is his, and a defeated Davy Jones knows it. All is once again right with the world.

THE END.

bluemoonalto:

Richard Kiel passed away today. 

Richard Kiel did an amazing job playing the role of the monster.  He is this strange episode’s saving grace, deftly straddling the line between frightening and funny, between terrifying and… well, cuddly.  Burdened with layers of monster makeup and dialogue that ranges from wordless roars to affected, effeminate babbling, he turns in a remarkably sensitive performance. 

(Photo from The Sunshine Factory.  Bill me, CoolCherryCream—I get paid tomorrow!)


~ R.I.P. Richard Kiel, 1939-2014. ♥ 

bluemoonalto:

Richard Kiel passed away today. 

Richard Kiel did an amazing job playing the role of the monster.  He is this strange episode’s saving grace, deftly straddling the line between frightening and funny, between terrifying and… well, cuddly.  Burdened with layers of monster makeup and dialogue that ranges from wordless roars to affected, effeminate babbling, he turns in a remarkably sensitive performance.

(Photo from The Sunshine Factory.  Bill me, CoolCherryCream—I get paid tomorrow!)

~ R.I.P. Richard Kiel, 1939-2014.  

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