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Most people my age will not admit they ever listened to the Monkees but they had some good songs. Same with Barry Manilow.
I'm 33, I have been obsessed with The Monkees since I was four. And I don't just mean Daydream Believer. I mean Mike Nesmith's scrapped vocals for Daddy's Song. I mean Head and 33 1/3rd Revolutions and Pete's acetate demo for Merry Go Round and the first time a moog ever being played on a pop record was on Daily Nightly, courtesy of Mickey....
I know I'm being obnoxious, but I think they were incredibly talented and massively misunderstood and misinterpreted by the public at large, and by most of their peers. Some of the psychedelia Nesmith wrote during 1967 and 68 rivals half of Sgt. Pepper. They could all play multiple instruments, they all performed on stage together as a band in concert, they all wrote and produced and arranged their material for the bulk of their career. And before it was that way they fought hard to MAKE it that way. They cared, they had drive, they had great ability, both natural and learned. But everyone thinks they were a joke.
It's too bad; they have busloads of incredible songs and a fascinating backstory that only a fraction of the populace is aware of. But, so it goes...
OK, shutting up now.
Whoever she is, this may have influenced her name:
I'm pretty sure that YouTube clip is of the first version of the song, recorded in 1966 for the second LP but only used for the show. I like it better than the one they did two years later that was on The Birds and the Bees. The second version is much better known, I think it was a single with Nesmith's excellent Tapioca Tundra as the B-side but I could be wrong...anyway the second version sounds way more lush but I like that grittier early version so much more.