My tambourine is at half-mast today.
I honest to God would have put money on Peter Tork going before Davy Jones.
I feel so sad for Maureen McCormick, who has lost her pop-culture soulmate.
Of course, I feel sad for Davy's wife and his four daughters. But I mostly feel sad for me. Because even though he was my third-favorite Monkee, I loved Davy Jones.
Here he is in my favorite musical number from Head, the Monkees' masterpiece film that you've probably never seen unless you're a huge Monkees fan because it's incomprehensible pseueo-psychedelic twaddle. But it's awesome under the influence of the right chemicals, and "Daddy's Song" is pure Davy goodness.
I'll miss you, Davy Jones.
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