As a kid I loved to watch Nickelodeon, and one day they started playing this show from the 60's called The Monkees. We loved their humor, singing, and their weird retro outfits. We were hooked. It was weird that we loved The Monkees more than TGIF and other popular 80's kids shows, but we didn't care.
The news today that Monkees singer Davy Jones had passed away made my heart a bit heavy. He was the cute little one with the funny accent, and he was the character that intrigued me the most. In Davy's honor I blasted some Daydream Believer and sang it at the top of my lungs. I freaked out my dog, but it was totally worth it.