#The Monkees

[mikkeneko]

#the 60s was a pretty wild time for media wasn’t it#I know it’s a fool’s errand to divide time up into neat decades#but the mid 1960s had it going ON#the absurdism and surrealism were already slipping away by the 1970s#1960s was just peak some people going nuts on camera#hail monkees#y’all were sweethearts - via @cerusee

The Monkees Season two opening titles [x]

[certainlyathrill]

monkees in a barrel ◡̈

[blue-magnolias]

Participated in a barrel of monkees 3 zine!(@abarrelofmonkees) I had just finished watching head then, so it was really fun to draw this <3

[doublydaring]

my piece Then and Now for @abarrelofmonkees

[abarrelofmonkees]

A BARREL OF MONKEES 3!!!

hi everyone!! i am happy to announce that A BARREL OF MONKEES 3 is finally complete! thank you again to everyone who submitted this year!

it is free to download here on gumroad! the previous years issues can be found on the gumroad page as well :) please enjoy this zine of wonderful monkees art and writing <3

artists featured will be tagged below the cut

@mickdalena @onchyart @satellitefeed @themostuniqueusernameever @sgt-celestial @afterthegoldrushes @jokerlennon @starthornisscratching @blue-magnolias @greatcomets @lastmidtownshowmp3 @orchidscurse @dastbatz @doublydaring @monkee-mobile @waspstar @tenderscience @hugdog @jathis @fleetn-crab85 @savebatsfromscratch

[monkee-mobile]

uhh since i see people posting their pieces from the barrel of monkees 3 zine(@abarrelofmonkees) here’s my peter! he’s like a little over a year old now but i love him very dearly and im happy i was able to get him into this zine!!

[androcola]

im finally back and i bring you fat 90s mike

[citizenscreen]

Peter Tork (February 13, 1942 – February 21, 2019)

[thislovintime]

“[Peter Tork] is 24, the oldest Monkee, but he wears that responsibility lightly. ‘The emotional age of all of us is 13. That’s part of the entertainer’s mentality.’ More interested in people than studies, he flunked out twice at Carleton College, spending 14 months in-between at a Connecticut thread factory where he learned what a full day’s work meant. After a period as a folk singer in a Greenwich Village ‘pass the basket’ coffeehouse, he became the guitar and banjo accompanist for the Phoenix Singers, working his way West. Sometime bright and gentle in him reminded producer Rafelson of Harpo Marx. But, unlike Harpo, Peter has a lot to say. ‘There’s a social revolution going on and the young ones are into it,’ he said. ‘The young more automatically agree to change. When they grow up, they’ll be just as antirevolutionary as their parents, but about different things. If you want something really visionary and mystic’ — he grinned and the dimples deepened into amiable furrows — ‘telepathy is the coming phenomenon. Nonverbal, extrasensory communication is at hand.’ What does he want to communicate? ‘Love. I don’t mean it to sound corny,’ he said pleadingly. ‘Dogmatism is leaving the scene. Youth is examining all the old-time premises that used to be taken totally for granted — sexual mores, artistic mores. And in Russia, the revolutionary clichés. I think there’s a genuinely democratic society just over the horizon. I hope so. I hope it achieves freedom and peace.’ Asked about his draft status, he hesitated. ‘1-Y. Unacceptable. I don’t like the army, and the army and I came to an agreement. To put it more bluntly, they thought I was crazy… and maybe I am.’ He added defensively, ‘I don’t think I’m less patriotic than anyone else, maybe I’m even more. I think you should stand for what you believe in. I stand for love and peace. To my way of thinking, they’re the same thing. But the man who said “My country, right or wrong” made a slight error of judgement. My country wrong needs my help. Well, I guess I’ve got myself in enough hot water.’” - article by Judy Stone, The New York Times, October 2, 1966

Peter: “Well, they wouldn’t let us criticize the war in Vietnam.” Q: “Really?” Peter: “Really.” Q: “Did you want to?” Peter: “Yup. I actually did, to a New York Times reporter, and they made me, asked me very seriously, very strenuously, to call her and ask her to withhold that section of the interview. And I did, and she did, she was very kind about it. But it was… I look back on it and it seems kind of silly, but I think that the whole point of the project was: don’t make waves. Look like revolutionary, look like something new, but don’t make waves. On the other hand, in the experience of an awful lot of our audience, we were something new. So I can’t knock that.” - NPR, June 1983

“‘When I was a kid, before the Monkees, I was not primarily a rock and roller,’ said Tork during a 1998 interview. ‘I was primarily an acoustic folkie. For us, as acoustic folkies, the politics were very clear. We were strongly liberal, in the Pete Seeger mold. We certainly had a strong sense of right and wrong, and we certainly believed a lot that was wrong with society was the fault of the moneyed class. I think all of us to some extent believed ourselves to be socialists.’ […] It could not have been easy for someone who grew up listening to the Weavers and folk music to remain on the sidelines during such a fertile period in American politics as the late 1960s. Had Tork not strayed a second time from folk, perhaps he would have written a memorable protest song himself. But doing something like that was out of question while a member of the Monkees. Still, Tork tried at one point to break free from his ‘captors.’ ‘I thought that we had no business being in Vietnam, and I said so to the New York Times,’ Tork recalled. ‘I was asked (by Monkees’ management) to retract the statement. I called the Times and did that.’ It was, said Tork, a question of honor; he had signed a contract, and he would abide by its terms.” - We all want to change the world: Rock and politics from Elvis to Eminem (2003)

[silent3am]

my wife

I think he likes cats

[a-tender-violence]

hello and then immediately goodbye

[brainclouded]

#sundaysillies of homosexuality♥️

[silent3am]

like yea… ill take the "last train" to "clarksville" and yea ill… "meet you" at the "station"