Open Letter to Mickey Dolenz


Listening to the music of The Monkees lately we got a not so-crazy idea: why don't you put together a four piece band and do theatre shows performing all the great tunes you sang with your old band. You know: "An Evening of Monkees Music with Mickey Dolenz" or something. No need to do the reunion thing. You've had way too many of those already. Plus, nobody wants to hear Davy Jones' corny, show bizzy, Broadway musical lameness; Peter Tork is sick; Papa Nez has bigger things on his plate; and it's not like you're that busy, huh?

People still want to hear those songs and, to your benefit, you sang the vast majority of the best ones. C'mon: "Last Train to Clarksville", "I'm a Believer", "(I'm Not Your) Stepping Stone", "The Girl I Knew Somewhere", "Pleasant Valley Sunday", "Porpoise Song", "As We Go Along", "Randy Scouse Git", "Goin' Down"...we could go on and on.

But if you decide to do this, don't book any casinos or other cheesy joints of that ilk. No, play the venues the current rock bands are playing and get some young'uns in the crowd. Trust us, you won't regret it. It might actually be awesome.

So, think about it, will you? Not a giant step, you know.