Monkee Davy Jones dead.

Miramonti

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Aug 26, 2000
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No more monkeying around for Davy Jones. :(

RIP, I enjoyed their music and even the show quite a bit.
 

dawp

Lifer
Jul 2, 2005
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he's one of the reasons David Bowie became David Bowie.

from Bowie's wiki page:

Dissatisfied with his stage name as Davy (and Davie) Jones, which in the mid-1960s invited confusion with Davy Jones of The Monkees, Bowie re-named himself after the 19th century American frontiersman Jim Bowie and the knife he had popularised.[17] His April 1967 solo single, "The Laughing Gnome", utilising sped-up Chipmunk-style vocals, failed to chart. Released six weeks later, his album debut, David Bowie, an amalgam of pop, psychedelia, and music hall, met the same fate. It would be his last release for two years.[18]
 

GrumpyMan

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May 14, 2001
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Used to watch the show and even built the model of the hot rod that they used to use for that show when I was a kid. RIP
 

highland145

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Oct 12, 2009
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Dang.

On Wanted, Richard Pryor describes breaking down following the death of his two pet monkeys, which died after turning on a gas tap. He recalls the neighbor's savage Alsation hearing him crying in the yard. ``He hopped over the fence and put his head in my lap," Pryor says. ``I felt something pushing my hand. I looked down, and he was saying: `Hey Rich. What's the matter?' `My monkeys is dead.' `They died?' he said. `Life's a bitch isn't it. One day you're here, the next you're gone.
http://www.alsation.com.au/alsation-articles/1995/10/6/no-laughing-matter/
 

Analog

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Oh I could hide 'neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
But it rings and I rise, wipe the sleep out of my eyes
My shaving razor's cold and it stings


CHORUS
Cheer up, sleepy Jean, oh what can it mean
To a daydream believer and a homecoming queen?


You once thought of me as a white knight on a steed
Now you know how happy I can be
Oh, and our good time starts and ends
With a dollar one to spend
But how much baby do we really need?