For all the Ellen Farnsby's out there

In honor of suicide awareness and prevention, a picture and a video. Remember suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. No problem, no matter how grave, is worth killing yourself over. Please, if you ever feel suicidal contact your local crisis hotline 1-800-273-8255

If only Mike Nesmith would come save the day every time someone tried to commit suicide....

Hold on Girl.

CELLULOID HEROES NEVER DIE!!! links to very touching articles

 It was a close-up of Davy Jones dancing in slow motion. The impossibly young man seemed just an arm's reach away, as timeless as the song itself.

http://articles.chicagotribune.com/2012-11-17/entertainment/ct-ent-1119-monkees-review-20121118_1_tork-and-nesmith-monkees-daydream-bel 

Whenever I think of The Monkees it's a sunny morning, the brightest colors and David Jones's eyes. Their music is perfect, as perfect as pop could ever be. Last Train to Clarksville has been written, and we are left with our own imperfection.

            http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/musicblog/2012/mar/01/the-monkees-believer-davy-jones 

The only real thing in a cruel world is something imaginary.

Day's like these are when I turn on the television.

And, twist the volume all the way up. 

Pleasant Valley Sunday blasts on an unpleasant Monday evening.

Unpleasant because no one understands and my throat is raw from trying to explain.

That is why I like these friends because they don't question or judge me.

Celluloid images, unbiased and perfect.

David Jones' eyes in a psychedelic kitchen.

Peter's tears mirror the ones flowing from my painted eyes.

It's Mike calling me shotgun and Micky making me laugh.

Today was such a mess though I'm sure that at the pad every day is groovy.

Here the clouds don't break but at the beach the sun is shining,

while four boys with long hair play volley ball without a care.

Their friendly smiles and understanding eyes fill me with a temporary warmth.

Alone in this world but for a television screen.

DAVY JONES WITH CATS!!!

BONUS PICTURE!!! DAVY JONES IN THE '80'S WITH A PRECIOUS BLACK KITTEN!!
I DON'T KNOW WHO'S CUTER, DAVID OR THE KITTY!!

Falling in love all over again.

Well, all is back to normal here at Monkeesmania! 

And, Peter here seems pretty happy about it!

Warning: Serious post below

WHAT FOLLOWS IS NOT MEANT TO HURT.

IT'S JUST SOMETHING I HAD TO GET OFF MY CHEST.

THOUGH I'M SURE THAT FOR MOST OF YOU THIS IS NOT NEWS.

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I really enjoy working on this blog and hope all of my followers enjoy reading it just as much. Making this blog a reality requires a lot of research and delving. Though most of the time I offer you goofy pictures I often come across things that are very disillusioning. The Monkees were real people, people all together different from who they played on TV. Yes, I know that they owe us nothing. But, still reading about Davy Jones, Peter Tork, Mike Nesmith and Micky Dolenz as real people and not Monkees is eye opening at best. It's akin to the feeling a child gets when they realize that Santa isn't real. So here's to the imagination and the magic of television.
"The best love is the one that never comes to fruition.
And, an idea is always better than the real thing."

                                         

This late and rare photo is what made me go off on such a tangent... I mean yeah it's Davy's butt...

But still doesn't this picture just pop your bubblegum bubble?

DAVY JONES!!!

How stoned does Davy look in the above photo? Whoa, man.

Davy reaching out toward the camera or you...

Davy looking super fine at the gym, Monkees in the ring.

Davy in a native american headdress. I'll be your squaw any day!

I guess I'm on a real Davy Jones kick this year...