Most this weekend I have been pretty much laid up in bed dealing with these menopause symptoms. Antenna TV since Friday has been playing a Tribute to Davy Jones and The Monkees with their old reruns. I cannot believe how much Davy's death is affecting me. Something died inside me when he did. Sadly, I can connect better with Davy's death than my own fathers.
Besides Davy's death bringing on one specific flashback of my dad that I posted a few days ago, watching these old re-runs of The Monkees bring me back to a time where the show would over-ride the emotional pain of what was going on at home.
For a couple of years my girlfriends and I would role play The Monkees. Acting, doing, singing, playing just emulating their every move and vocals. We Were Monkees Fan! Buying the teen mags (.25 cents) (even though I was only 8), bubble gum cards. Oh how I wish I did not sell those on E-Bay! Although I still have the Matchbox Monkeemobile.
I remember having a grungy pea-green color "mono" record-player in my bedroom. Close to the one in the picture.
I loved going barefoot as a kid and I was always playing hard outside and sweating. I would come in, put a Monkees album on the record player and touch the metal tone arm. Needless to say I would get the shock of my life!
Nothing was electrically grounded back then. You think I would put on my rubber flip-flops! But No! Did I love this pain so much? I did this time after time. With the same results.
I can still feel the sensation of the current running through my middle finger on my right hand up my arm, down my right side, down my right leg out my foot.
So, I am a bit sentimental now and just wanted to relay the above and share my favorite Monkees song.
Back then I was attracted to the melody of this song. I was too young to understand the content and meaning of the song. Of all things.....on "being in love."
By Gerry Goffin and Carole King
Copyright 1966
Performed by THE MONKEES
Sometime in the morning
A simple thought may occur to you
And you'll hold her
And tell her all the things you
never told her
Your love has shown me things
I never thought I could see
I didn't know
It could be done so easily
Now I know
You're where it is for me.
Sometime in the evening
You're sitting there by the fireside
And she'll touch you
And then you'll realize how much you
Never knew before
How much you couldn't see
You didn't know
It could be done so easily
Now you know
She's all a girl could be
Now
In her childlike eyes
You see the beauty there
You know it was always there
And you need no longer wear a disguise
Sometime in the morning
You'll just reach out
and she will be there
Close as the summer air
Sometime in the morning
She will be there
Sometime in the morning
She will be there
Your post made me smile. I think we all have things that we connect with in our lives that make us feel this way. I remember the Monkees and my friends and I used to do the Monkee walk!! LOL.
ReplyDeleteI love this song so much!!
ReplyDeleteThere has been much grieving at my house over the loss of Davy. So very sad.
BEAUTIFUL SONG. SAD LOSS.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how a song, a smell, a taste, a place can take us back to another time and place. I remember the Monkees, too!
ReplyDeleteSo sorry your having sadness. His death came way to soon. They were the best and he was so darn cute. I was changing channels yesterday and The Brady Bunch movie was on and Davy Jones was in the movie. ((HUGS))
ReplyDeleteI think that record player memory may be very important. I can only imagine that this would be hard as Davy Jones brought you such happiness as a child. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteI wanted to marry Davey Jones.
ReplyDeleteI was deeply affected by John Lennon's death. He was so young, had a child and it was so senseless. I loved the Monkees too and I had just seen Davy Jones on TV recently.
ReplyDeleteI hope your symptoms ease up for you. Thanks for sharing your experience as a Monkee's fan. It was great to read. Thinking of you in this sad time for you.
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