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thislovintime · 4 months
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Headquarters sessions, 1967. Photo by Michael Ochs Archives.
Q: “Being that your tastes were similar, and you both were the first to leave the group, why didn’t you form a group with Peter Tork?” Michael Nesmith: “I don’t like Peter Tork — never have liked him, I don’t like him as a man. I have to qualify that now: Me not liking somebody doesn’t mean that they’re bad people — he could do a lot of wonderful things for and to me. Not liking someone to me is a very gut reaction — a very visceral attitude. The first reaction to Peter was one of dislike. I don’t like him, I have never liked him, and I probably will never like him. I didn’t enjoy playing in a band with Peter, and I still don’t. Our tastes were much the same, our political beliefs were similar, our ideas of fun, pleasure, our intellectual capacity, our ability to talk to each other — we were very much alike. I have a great respect for Peter — his technical abilities on an instrument and the positions he took were well conceived ideas, always a posture with a motive, never emotional. I don’t like my mother. She happens to be a very nice lady — never done anything that would make me not like her — but I don’t. I like my wife.” - Hit Parader, February 1972
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gratefulnez · 26 days
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The Monkees and The Beatles being friends is something that can be so personal
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HI everyone
as y'all probably know, the monkees episodes on archive.org got taken down unfortunately. thankfully though, i downloaded all the files from there that i could a while ago and i have a google drive with those exact files!
everyone can feel free to use it, it is here. i'm not sure how stuff like this works with copyright so don't spread it around unnecessarily just in case (though i can always remake it because i have the files on my laptop still), but if you need it then feel free to use it!!
it also has elephant parts for anyone that wants that :)
if anyone else finds any other monkees content (television parts as a file, etc etc) that i can put on there feel free to send it to me to add it :) im not sure how much storage i have on there but i can always figure out a solution!
hope this helps!
edit: it seems i kind of put the wrong link on the original version of this post that leads straight to the season 1 section (thats the section i had open when i made the post) and i've fixed it but on the versions that have been reblogged it still opens that link. i think with that link you should be able to go backwards to the part with all four sections (S1, S2, films and specials, michael's stuff) but i'm not exactly sure. sorry about it not working properly before i should've checked the link when i posted it :/
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thegroovywitch · 1 year
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Micky Dolenz
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davyrp100 · 9 days
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its been a while
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simbelmyne20niniel · 9 months
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CLASSIC ROCK BOOKMARKERS PART 13
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ALL THE PARTS
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sunset-grandma · 11 months
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In this essay, I will be discussing the ways in which Peter Tork of the monkees is so Lana coded
Peter Tork is so Lust for life
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Peter Tork is so Coachella Woodstock
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Peter Tork is so NFR
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Peter Tork is so Did you know there’s a tunnel under Ocean Blvd
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And In conclusion: FOR PETE’S SAKE HE IS SO BROOKLYN BABY !!!!!
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I hope this reaches the girlies that get it
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zosociologist · 9 months
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"Dating Peter Tork Would Be Like..." [Scrapped]
[Teacher!Peter x Librarian!Black!Female!Reader Headcannon]
A/N: This was bound to happen eventually...just glad I was able to get this out of my system; WwaBRiM per usual and likes, comments, & reblogs are strongly encouraged(=
Era: Mid-70s (around the time Peter became a teacher)
Warnings: Mentions of fooling around, and light makeout stuff.
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Yeah, you knew who Peter Tork was....as did every young woman that came of age in the 60s and had a working television in the house.
Re-run episodes of The Monkees is what helped you get through your last year of college, and although you hate to admit it, you'll be forever grateful(:
Your love for sharing knowledge led you to get a Bachelor's in Education, but your spite of those around you saying that men don't like women that are "overachievers" got you your Master's in Library Science.
You have quite a few interests: you paint, sing, and play the guitar now and then, and read and write a lot of poetry and stories. 
So, you took those skills and became a Librarian at a nice high school in the hills, and the job is very enjoyable, just as you would’ve expected it to be.
You expected there to be hundreds of things checked in and out per day and thousands per week, resulting in hours of restocking shelves and setting displays.
And you were expecting to have engaging conversations with students as they tell you about their recent reads, while you return the favor by giving them even more book recommendations to further expand their minds.
What you DID NOT expect when the new school year started, was for an oddly familiar man to approach your counter inquiring about an instructor’s copy of a textbook that he’d ordered for his science course. 
And you’re still not sure if it was your slight gasp or starstruck demeanor over the random circumstances, but something made him chuckle at the situation while you spoke in disbelief, “Nooo, you can’t be”, “The only problem is, I am”. 
Far off from his former band days, Peter grew his hair out much longer and sported a beard that you thought fit him very well. He also dropped his alias and went by his actual surname, Mr. Thorkelson. A subtle change that made a huge difference.
At first, you weren’t so sure that Peter could be that friendly a person, even bashful at times, but you learned early on that it was all genuine. 
That was just the kind of person he was. On the job, Peter could talk to anyone and make friends with everyone. 
But after a while, you noticed he went out of his way to make conversation with you…even though the library is nowhere en route to his classroom.
You two soon became good friends, bonding over various things from literature to your shared love for the folk music scene. 
Whenever you had free time in your schedules, you’d be at each other’s respective workstations scribbling ideas on chalkboards or making pyramids out of lost library cards and bookmarks (that you’d return to the students that lost them immediately after). 
Somedays you and Peter could even be found in the teacher’s lounge, sharing reviews of movies you’d watched in theaters that past weekend. 
Your coworkers started calling you “two peas in a pod” and neither of you minded it…as a matter of fact, you were both kinda hoping the phrase spoke for itself. 
There would be days when you’d set a big apple on his desk before he got to his classroom in the morning, and he’d return the gratitude by waiting until you were in the back of the library somewhere, ID-ing some publishers, before placing a folded paper crane on a short stack of books on your counter. 
Of course, there was something there! But nobody said anything for fear of ruining the great friendship you both had cultivated for months.
But in the thrill of the moment, and contrary to Mr. Thorkelson’s belief, you took the liberty of making the first move…and at the Christmas faculty party of all places!
The event was off school grounds at a venue in the city. The night was young, and it was freeing to see your coworkers let loose outside of the professional box that working as educators placed them in. 
Add in the fact there was an open bar and everyone was basically on cloud nine.
There were Secret Santa gifts and party games, and one of them was, of course, "Truth or Dare".
Salaries were exposed, shots were taken, relationships and teacher pregnancies were revealed…
But your new Library Assistant, with a suggestive amount of wine in their system, took the liberty of shooting Peter a truth question: "I saw you put a crane on (y/n)'s desk a week or so ago. Do you two have something going on?"
Your eyes shot up from the unopened Secret Santa gift you received just in time to witness Peter finish his old-fashioned, "With all the love and respect in the world, no. We do not."
Your co-workers gave lively reactions, and the game quickly moved ahead, but now the tension between you two became suddenly unavoidable.
Peter couldn't bring himself to look at you, let alone in your direction. He thought he messed up everything, by not saying something different. He felt like it set his relationship with you back by a long shot. How was he supposed to recover from that if he ever did find the balls to confess that he thought the world of you?
You, on the other hand, didn't think much of it….mostly. I mean, sure, you did like him….A LOT. But for the sake of professionalism, you figured that if it wasn't meant to be, then it wasn't meant to be.
The evening progressed and so did the party, but you figured you'd make your discreet leave and wave goodbye to a few close coworkers early. 
You saved Peter's goodbye for last and gave him a warm embrace like usual along with a warm message, "Don't worry, okay? We're good! I'll see you back at The Hills after the break. Merry Christmas, Peter."
And off you went…….to the venue's unsupervised walk-in coat closet to retrieve yours. It took you a bit of sliding around coats on hangers to track it down but you finally were able to get a hold of it.
When you opened the closet door to exit, Peter was on the other side holding your Secret Santa gift you left behind.
You kinda just stood there? Mouth open and in shock, but the good kind. You even backed up a little bit, hoping that he would walk in. 
And he did. Shutting the closet door behind him, Peter stepped forward, closing the gap as if he was just a short space away from you.
"You forgot this on the table and I didn't want you to leave without it." He smiled, handing the gift back to you as you handed your coat over for him to hold. 
Unraveling the silver and gold wrapping paper, you couldn't help but rest your forehead against the gift and laugh: a hardcover copy of "Origami: The Art of Paper Folding" by Robert Harbin.
You were tickled because you KNEW it was Peter, and he couldn't help but smile at your infectious laugh.
"What? What's so funny?", "No, it's just this is so adorable! Did you plan this? Did you pull strings to be my Secret Santa?", "I didn't, I promise that was coincidental. I just figured since I was making so many of these and leaving them with you, I'd give you something so you can make your own.", "But I like when you make them for me!"
Your eyes were filled with such sincerity, and you were HOPING…that it would be enough for him to TAKE A HINT…..
You didn't wait. You kissed Peter, but he immediately followed suit, cupping your face as he leaned into it. The book slipped out of your hand as Peter grabbed your waist, backing you two into the wall as the line of hung coats surrounded you both.
The kissing intensified, and Peter dropped your coat to the floor as he unbuttoned his cotton henley shirt, never taking his lips off yours. You lost all sense of time. The closet got smaller and warmer by the minute, and frankly, you were feeling more aroused than you ever had in your life. And he sensed that, but he also respected you much more than just minimizing what you two share to a quick fuck in a stuffy coat closet at the faculty Christmas party. 
So in the midst of you reaching to undo his belt buckle, he stopped you, fixed you both back up, retrieved his corduroy jacket, and kissed your forehead.
Gathering your things, you both left the party together, unnoticed, and hand in hand. 
You two finished the evening by watching artists perform at a venue you randomly stumbled upon. 
❣Dating Life❣
You and Peter becoming official made everything that you were already platonically doing regularly, feel a lot more special.
You still bother each other on school grounds, but now you enjoy one another off of school grounds as well! (In more ways than one)
Movie theaters, plays, concerts, farmers markets, and bookstores on the weekends. And you have sleepovers at either of your apartments.
You always love his place. It always feels cozy and nostalgic because of some things he has around from his days as a television star. 
He'll lay his head in your lap in his living room conversation pit and share stories from the set, and you enjoy every moment of it. He plays his guitar or piano and you'll listen or sing along.
But you're convinced he loves your place more. He adores just how much "the essence of your apartment matches your personality" or whatever that means. 
You'll admit, you have a lot of scholastic things lying around that gives away your identity as an educator, but your apartment holds much more than that! 
He loves your collection of autobiographies, novels, and poetry books of Black authors, and finds joy in having you read passages written by esteemed artists of the Harlem Renaissance to him as he listens intently.
You'll cook together and sit on your couch watching sitcoms, music, and game shows.
And he was SO determined in helping you out whenever you have a wash day, so you walked him through how you detangle your hair and he's been a specialist ever since😌
He will make up any and every excuse possible to hold you and just be in your space. 
He loves when you just lay together in silence, preferably with the window open so you can hear the sounds of the outside world and everything happening around you both while you're in your little sacred space. 
That's happened quite a few times on Sunday nights, which rolled over into Monday mornings…which resulted in carpools to work where you'd have to act like you two didn't just arrive together from the same place.
You were almost late quite a few times on those types of mornings, it's like Peter wouldn't let you shower and get dressed in peace without messing up your outfit due to his..............antics…..
Oh, he wasn't a saint. You've heard rumors of the parties he'd host at his old Hollywood home, but you didn't think he was THIS mischievous…
When it came to sex, you were far from innocent. But Peter brought out this adventurous side of you as far as stepping out of your comfort zone goes.
You went three rounds in the back of a van at a music festival high off Mary-Jane once because you kept giving him praise and it drove him insane.
Sure, the bedroom, shower, kitchen, and balcony were nice…..but the library back room, teacher's lounge, janitor's closet, his classroom, and school parking lot in his backseat were mind-numbing. There was also your childhood bedroom when you went back to visit once…It was an otherworldly experience. 
And he's such a giver! His definition of helping you de-stress is going down on you while you vent about what happened during the day and how it made you feel (and how he's making you feel). 
He LIVES for seeing you come undone and lose yourself in pleasure, it's a challenge to him almost.
You're careful with how blissed-out you look after he makes you finish because HE WILL immediately go again.
And that's basically Peter's whole thing, he lives to please and enjoys helping in any possible way he can
Like that one time you and your library assistant were supposed to go over to the primary school to read books to the little kids and sing songs while you played your guitar , but the assistant got sick so Peter gladly snatched up his guitar as well and went along as your Stories and Songs accomplice
[End of Writing]
I started writing this in May but I just had so much going on during the summer that I would have to keep pausing my writing and just add on when inspo hit. This is basically the entire headcannon I guess, but I just didn't know how to close this one out and I didn't wanna just abruptly stop, ya know? BUT my classes are starting back soon....and with that comes the random and unexpected spurts of writing inspiration so I'm hoping for the best😅
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libramooon · 1 year
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found this on a pinterest deep dive — peter and micky’s sister coco :) 💛
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murderoticwoman · 11 months
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i made a new twitter account for classic rock stuff because i have been bombarding my personal acc with pink floyd stuff and i need a separate place for all that LOL if you’re on twt and wanna be mutuals plz follow me @murder0ticwoman <3 i want classic rock friends so bad & ofc i will follow back
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thislovintime · 5 months
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Top left photo by Tom M. Morton.
Remembering Michael.
“I have a great deal of respect for Mike as a musician and a songwriter. He’s very good. He could make it on his own easily. Also he’s one of the funniest people I’ve ever met.” - Peter Tork, Flip, August 1967 "Mike’s a song writer, one of the best in the country." - Peter Tork, The San Francisco Examiner, November 23, 1968 (x) "Mike Nesmith makes good records, but Thorkelson considers Nesmith’s greatest talent to be his ability to craft great comedy.” - The Bowling Green News Revue, May 24, 1979 (x) “I remember staying at Mike’s house in Hollywood when we first started filming the series. It was the upper story of a two-story building on a little hillside. Mike’s wife, Phyllis, was wonderful. Mike and I laughed a lot and played music together. I remember that time very fondly.” - Peter Tork, When The Music Mattered (1984) “Michael was very kind to me at the outset. He put me up through the entire shooting of the pilot process. He and his wife had a wonderful little apartment just big enough for a guest on the day bed, which overlooked Hollywood. I remember a Thanksgiving Day when the air was crystal clear in a way that I’ve never seen it before or since in L.A., and you could see all the way out to Catalina. It was wonderful. That crystal clarity symbolizes the whole era for me. Mike and I wrote a few things together. We were very comradely and very buddy buddy, and it was a wonderful time, with Mike’s then wife, Phyllis, and Christian, their little infant baby. The early days of the pilot shooting were just great by my lights and I had a wonderful time.” - Peter, quoted in Hey, Hey, We’re The Monkees (1996) “You should’ve heard Mike singing some of those old Jimmie Rodgers The Singing Brakeman songs. He was so good, that stuff was just — you know, that stuff just warmed the cockles of my heart, you know. He could just do that stuff all day long. Just — I could just sit at his feet and listen to that for hours.” - Peter Tork, WHNN-FM, 2012 (x)
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harrisonarchive · 1 year
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Photo by Neal Preston.
“[George] said, ‘Oh, John would be a Wilbury in a second.’” - Tom Petty, Rolling Stone, January 17, 2002
“John Lennon was and always will be [a candidate for the Wilburys]. Peter Tork is a definite candidate. Michael Nesmith only if he gets back in his jeans and cowboy boots. Arlo Guthrie is most definitely a Wilbury (after all, his father, Woody, was an ancestral Wilbury). The MFQ, Flo and Eddie and Jan and Dean are definite Wilburys. Ron Wood, Keith Richards, Bill Wyman, Leadbelly, Fats Waller, Billie Holiday, Bessie Smith, Ethel Waters, yep.” - Audrey Zelenko, Daily News, March 9, 1989
“You might think the Wilburys myth satisfies some longing for the one experience George missed as a Beatle — a bunch of friends playing music for fun, unencumbered by the trappings of success. ‘In a way,’ he concedes. ‘But more than that it was that thing that went on in the late ‘60s and ‘70s, the big craze of supergroups and super jams and everything was super duper. Just getting some famous people together doesn’t guarantee success. More often than not it’s just a clash of personalities and a big ego detour. ‘So I thought we should play it down. Rather than the record company’s natural choice: Look what we’ve got! It took a while to give them the idea of ‘Let’s lighten up a bit.’” […] ‘What I saw as the Wilburys was an attitude, basically. I see loads of people out there who have what I call The Wilbury Attitude. Somebody wrote in a paper things like, ‘Little Richard is a Wilbury, Madonna wouldn’t be a Wilbury but Cyndi Lauper would be.’ It was quite funny.’” - Musician, March 1990 (x)
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I drew more Glamiverse Monkees. And there’s lore now I’m not sorry 💖
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Let me explain the lore to you;
At some point after the showverse cannon Peter Tork left the Monkees. He moved back to New York and tried to try and get famous however back in California the Monkees finally started getting known. As the 70s roll around and glam gets more popular Micky starts to convince the band to move further into the glam aesthetic. First it’s costumes, then it’s makeup, then it’s reworking their songs for a different sort of rock flavor and as they really figure out their brand they start to take off. Peter is in New York, his musical career has failed but he starts teaching to make money. As the 80s start to come The Monkees are getting more popular as a glam rock band and they show up in New York doing a show for a New York broadcasting company which Peter sees. He remembers the good days and he goes to find the monkees, first talking to Davy (his ex) who is mad at first but finds it difficult to remain like that. He can’t truly hate someone he loves can he? But Davy can’t just take him back. Peter hurt him and besides, Davy and Micky are dating now and have been for a while. Davy ends up talking to Mike about his conundrum and Mikes tenderness only makes it harder for Davy to know what to do. Davy’s heart is just too big for his own good. What’s the solution? What can a man do when he has a boyfriend but still loves his ex and is developing a crush on one of his best friends? I’ll tell you a secret, it’s polyamory
There’s more lore in my head but I’ve exhausted my ability to explain for now, if you’re curious about anything related to my Monkees Glam AU I am entirely willing to answer any questions, just send them my way. ✨sparkle on glamorous people
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davyrp100 · 9 days
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What would you say to Mike if you met him
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kafkaguy · 25 days
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ethan. i chose whatever music asks you haven’t done yet.
hi kieren im kind of obsessed with u. there are a lot that i havent done but some of them i cant be bothered to answer/genuinely cannot answer or the answer is just no so here's the ones i like <3
Do you listen to more oldies or more current stuff? A mix of both but leaning more to oldies, the majority of my favourite songs and artists are either from the 60s & 70s era, or the 90s & 00s era <3 
Would you wear a t-shirt of a band you're not into? Probably not, even if the design is cool i only wear band tshirts if i care abt the band. But if someone gave me an artist tshirt as a gift, i’d wear it AND listen to the artist it depicts 👍
Is there an artist or song that you like, despite being of a genre you don't usually like? I like all genres i don't discriminate. i’m bisexual 
A song or album from the 50s or earlier: this compilation album of old japanese pop 1950-1951… discovered through mash playlists
A song or album from the 60s: 1-800-are-you-experienced by jimi hendrix 1967 :) 
A song or album from the 70s: Born to run by BRUCIE 1975 raaaagghhhhhh 
A song or album from the 80s: King of rock by run-dmc 1985 💪💥
A song or album from the 90s Call the doctor by sleater-kinney 1996
A song or album from the 2000s: Cheap pop for the elite by kore. ydro., 2006
 A song or album from the 2010s: TRANSANGELIC EXODUS BY EZRA FURMAN 2018. GOAT
Do you and your partner/best friend share a special song? One you’d call “our song”? unfortunately for my boyfriend and i it is the predatory wasp of the palisades is out to get us by sufjan stevens which is indicative of how normal we both are 
Do you play any instruments? I’ve been “learning” the bass for about 2 years but havent made much progress but i can do basic riffs and improvise a little 
Who’s your favorite fictional band or artist? Marceline The Vampire 
When was the last time you cried when listening to a song, if ever? I couldn’t tell you the last time a song made me properly cry but i sort of cried listening to come on in yesterday because i was having a category 5 peter tork moment 
Your favorite artist from your city/state/country? At the moment its marina spanou and based on her lyrics i think she is literally from the same area of athens as me <3
A song you like in a language you don’t speak:
A song you like with lyrics in two or more languages:
songs that are symbolic of a time when i was literally and without exaggeration in the trenches. korean & english
Do you enjoy musicals? If so, what’s your favorite? Top 5: fiddler on the roof, jesus christ superstar, newsies, les miserables, hadestown.
Have you watched any musician’s biopics? Do you have a favorite? I’M NOT THERE DIRECTED BY TODD HAYNES MY NUMBER 1 ☝️ even if i am not the biggest bob dylan girl out there i fucking love that movie so much 
Do you listen to music when it's raining or do you stop to hear the sound of the rain? Im answerin this question cos i like it. If its raining really hard i take out my headphones and turn my music up so i can hear it out loud blended with the sound of the rain <3
Do you prefer live recordings or studio recordings? LIVE RECORDINGS ARE MY BEST FRIENDS. I dont know if i prefer them but theres something so comcorting and beautiful of hearing live stuff so yeah <3
Okay these were the questions i cared about. thank you i love you . heheheheh
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