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oddvaults · 2 months
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The Monkees 2x24 "Some Like It Lukewarm"
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fredandginger64 · 1 month
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This was 1994, only a year before Dean passed. When asked about Jerry, Dean said "Jerry changed". But he wouldn't say anymore, just kind of jokingly said he got heavier and that he doesn't look like he did when he was making movies. It was a joke but it tells me he paid attention to Jerry all those years. There was something very private between these two.
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digthe60s · 1 year
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Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra with their families on the set of the The Dean Martin Show for a Christmas special in December 1967. Photo by Martin Mills.
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coolcherrycream · 9 months
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What It's Like Working With The Monkees by Deana Martin from Monkee Spectacular (June 1968)
Last month I told you about the wild way I got to be on the Monkees' television show. But I had no idea that I'd be having an even wilder time once I started to work with them!
I found out on a Tuesday that we would be filming on Thursday and Friday. I really panicked! I said, "I've got to memorize my lines--fast!" Then I thought again and said to myself, "Wait a minute... the Monkees never memorize their lines. They do it mostly ad lib...
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gatutor · 4 months
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Robert Young Jr.-Deana Martin "Pistolero" (Young Billy Young) 1969, de Burt Kennedy.
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singeratlarge · 2 months
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SATURDAY MATINEE MUSIC VIDEO: “Early Morning Blues & Greens” (live 2013) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2v_Aud76QR8 This song was written by Diane Hildebrand and Jack Keller, who wrote several cuts in the early Monkees album catalogue. Keller was part of the Brill Building/Don Kirshner songwriting stable in league with Howard Greenfield and Neil Sedaka. Hildebrand was more of a free spirit. In 1969 she released her own "underground pop" album with this song as the masthead. She also wrote for other artists and TV shows and released music under the name Joya Diane Skye.
Peter Tork adopted this song, usually associated with Davy Jones as a "deep cut" from The Monkees's HEADQUARTERS album. On this performance, Peter sang lead and played a bluesy guitar at a Monkees Convention in New Jersey 3-2-13. I sang harmonies and played bass in a "Monkees House Band" (i.e. Monkees road band alumni) with (the late) David "Loafy" Alexander, Rich Dart, Aviva Maloney + guitarist Damian Fanelli sitting in. We backed Micky Dolenz and Peter Tork with a night of music. We were celebrating the dearly departed Davy Jones + Micky’s birthday, with guest appearances from David Cassidy, Ron Dante (The Archies), and Deana Martin..https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2v_Aud76QR8
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rosen01 · 11 months
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Dean and Deana Martin; Frank and Tina Sinatra
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jerrylewis-thekid · 1 year
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It's really nice that Dean's daughter keeps remembering Jerry... it's touching... ❤️ 
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The Dean Martin Christmas Show, 1967
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Here is Deana Martin singing My Favorite Things from The Sound Of Music on her Live Show today (12/23/22). 
and here is her album version from her Christmas album White Christmas (apparently she’s one of those people that thinks its a Christmas song..sighs lol its ok she gets a pass cuz she’s Dino’s daughter): 
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freesia-writes · 4 months
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Kitchen Nostalgia with Tech
[Part 3 of Holiday Fluff with The Bad Batch] Dividers by @ve-ti-ver on this post here Word Count: 1.2k, LOL... Tech is always gonna get me goin. ;) SFW, just some warm and fuzzy stuff that will be a composite master post of Bad Batch sweetness. GN Reader.
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“This is ridiculous,” Tech commented, unable to tear his eyes from the TV despite the array of baking materials laid out across the counter. The loud laugh track played over raucous clapping as Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra introduced the next number with playful banter, crew workers pushing fake storefronts and houses across a large sound stage behind them. “It’s entirely fabricated, without any attempt to conceal the fact…”
“They weren’t trying to make it seem real,” you giggled, wanting to squeeze him as he groaned at the sight of an incredibly gaudy Christmas tree, dripping with tinsel, being rolled out next. “It’s just… the aesthetic. It’s a variety show. Television was still new, so people were thrilled to see anything really.”
“This is reasonable, however in our current day and age–”
“It’s just nostalgic. Warm and fuzzy. I can’t explain it,” you interrupted, pulling his arm to invite him to finish rolling out the cookie dough. “It seemed like a simpler time… Pure and sweet somehow…”
“Mafia-affiliated crooners singing Euro-centric holiday songs does not strike me as either pure nor sweet,” Tech commented, 
Ladies and Gentlemen! Frank Sinatra Junior and Dean Martin Junior!
“The same names?” Tech nearly choked. “First their daughters are introduced as singers, now their sons too? I question the authenticity of the organic talent of the offspring versus the undeniable favoritism from production companies due to their parents’ status.”
“Tech,” you breathed, exasperated at his constant commentary, although you couldn’t really blame 
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like you to meet my daughter Deana,” the taller one said. You couldn’t help but start to giggle, hearing Tech’s words in your head before they even left his mouth, and as he spluttered like a fish out of water, the show continued, “And I’d like you to meet my daughter, Tina.”
“The rhyming is just patronizing at this point, and have these performers been evaluated for narcissistic personality disorder? His name is Dean, his son is Dean Junior, and his daughter is Deana?” Tech looked as though he was about to have a conniption, and you couldn’t take anymore. Leaning over him, you grabbed the remote from the counter and switched the screen off, laughing uncontrollably. 
“Okay, okay, it’s all ridiculous,” you confessed, a little indignant at his inability to move past all of the shortcomings. “I just like the old stuff sometimes, alright?” 
“I apologize if my thoughts are preventing you from enjoying your show,” Tech said, although you could tell he was just saying it because he knew he was supposed to. You stuffed down a little grumble and instead turned your thoughts to the task at hand.
“Let’s just finish the cookies,” you said, pulling out your favorite shapes of cookie cutters while he continued to flatten the dough across the counter. You snagged a small piece from the edge, popping it in your mouth and relishing the sweetness with a single, closed-eyed sigh. His face softened a bit, pushing aside the protests about salmonella risks with a reminder of their statistical occurrence. 
The rest of the baking went by with quiet conversation and little brushes against one another, and once the cookies were in the oven, the luscious smell filling the kitchen, it was time for the traditional “waiting drink” – an “adult egg nog”. As you mixed together two mugs and took a long drink from yours, you heard big band music, lifting your head to see Tech turning the television back on, an unmistakable and endearing cringe on his face. 
“You don’t have to–” you began, but he waved his hand, turning toward you with a surprising gentleness on his face. He came back over, accepting your mug and lifting his eyebrows after a cursory sip. 
“I believe I was overly hasty in my judgment,” he said, shocking you deeply at his uncharacteristic admission. Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra were cracking themselves up now, dancing in over-the-top silliness as they sang a medley of their most popular songs in perfect, playful harmony. You took another sip of your holiday drink, warmed to the core and pleasantly fuzzy. 
“It’s alright,” you answered, “It’s not for everyone.”
“But it is for you, and I care about you. Therefore, in a way, it is something I can appreciate as a facet of your personality and interests,” Tech said, taking a step closer. You loved the way he could arrive at wonderfully sweet and romantic conclusions through the process of cold, hard reason. You couldn’t have possibly anticipated his next words, however, as Frank Sinatra began to sing “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas”. Not usually one for physical touch, he lifted a hand to the outside of your arm, stroking it lightly with a look of resolution on his face as though he’d decided to try something. “Would you like to dance?”
“Dance?!” you blurted out, setting your mug down much harder than you intended. Tech looked concerned.
“It seemed fitting with the–” he explained.
“No, no… I’d love to!” you interrupted, heart warming at the flicker of relief on his typically unfazed face. “I just… didn’t think that was something you’d enjoy.”
“I concur,” he answered matter-of-factly, and you laughed again, a tingle washing over you as he slowly nestled one strong, steady arm beneath your own and rested his hand between your shoulder blades, scooping you into a very rigid and structurally perfect ballroom frame. He took your other hand in his, pulling you into the first step with an impressive blend of strength and grace, and began to step slowly in time to the music. 
From now on, our troubles will be miles away… Here we are, as in olden days… Happy golden days of yore…
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Buoyed by the warmth of the egg nog and brandy, intoxicated by Tech’s closeness and quiet intimacy, you closed your eyes in utter bliss, guided by his firm leading as you swayed slowly around the kitchen. You didn’t know what had possessed him to try something so uncharacteristic, but you weren’t about to start asking questions. 
Through the years, we all will be together…If the fates allow…Hang a shining star upon the highest bough…
You didn’t think it could get any better, but as the song went on, his arm suddenly lowered, the rigid frame that kept you at bay replaced instead with a more snug embrace as he pulled you in against his chest, still clasping your hand in his own but resting it against his shoulder. You nuzzled in, savoring every touch and movement as he leaned his cheek against the top of your head. Holding him as closely as possible, your arm tucked lovingly around his waist, you inhaled deeply, his scent mingling with the baking cookies, and you thought you might burst with joy. 
“Thank you,” you whispered, and he pressed a kiss to your hair, deeply gratified by the overwhelming success of his endeavor. He was trying something new, channeling his focus to the senses. The feeling of your body fitted along his own, the slight chill in your fingertips, your steady breathing... He was surprised at the warmth it conjured.
Perhaps he would investigate further.
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fredandginger64 · 6 months
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Jerry and Dean's daughter Deana.
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giant1956 · 11 months
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"Montgomery Clift just loved him. They were very fond of each other." — Barbara Rush "He was so sick, you know, he was in that wreck and nobody paid any attention to him. I used to carry him to restaurants [etc] and...I loved him so much because he was so helpless. But nobody else paid attention to him!" — Dean Martin "Monty was so thin and he was ill. It's a wonder he had a film at all, he was hurt. Dean was quite a doctor. He'd pick him up and he carried him, carried him around the set. They were brothers. They were each other's best friend." — Barbara Rush "He said that 'Monty taught me how to act.' He said, 'just to listen and react.'" — Deana Martin "[Monty was] a friend dear to me. Nobody wanted him around, nobody would eat with him. I took him to dinner, or I would have a drink with him, or I would put him to bed ‘cause he was always on pills. He was so sad, such a sad, sad man, and he was like a boy, so unhappy and rejected, and so I’d say, ‘Come on, Clift, let’s go.’ I’d bring him with me everywhere." — Dean Martin
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Dean Martin’s daughter ‘almost died’ after Elvis told her what he thought of her father | Films | Entertainment
Dean Martin’s daughter ‘almost died’ after Elvis told her what he thought of her father | Films | Entertainment
Speaking with Buzzworthy Radio, she remembered her father saying: “Deana, this is Elvis Presley. And, Elvis, this is my daughter Deana.’” Martin’s daughter continued: “And [Elvis] leans down to me and says, ‘Deana, they call me the King of Rock ‘n’ Roll. But your dad is the King of Cool.’ And I thought, Oh my gosh. It must be true. Elvis Presley said so!” In another account, she’s recorded as…
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gatutor · 4 months
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Deana Martin (New York, 19/08/1948).
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singeratlarge · 8 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DEANA MARTIN + SATURDAY MATINEE MUSIC VIDEO: “Live Tribute to Dean Martin & Davy Jones” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwTj9qKndOo&t=268s Around 1967-69, on days when Davy Jones had time off from The Monkees, he could be found at the home of Dean Martin. Davy and Dean hung out and played pool, and Dean’s son Dino was one of Davy’s best friends at the time. He also dated daughter Deana, who appeared on Monkees episodes. She became one of Davy’s lifelong friends and popped up on his shows over the years. On her own as an actress and singer, she’s kept up her Dad’s legacy through constant touring, recording, and celebrating the Great American Songbook of pop standards her Dad excelled at. This tribute is from a Monkees Convention. We performed “Secret Love” (a song Davy often did) and “Everybody Loves Somebody Some Time.” I’m on bass with keyboardist David Alexander, drummer Rich Dart, keyboardist/reed player Aviva Maloney (Monkees road band alumni) and guitarist Damian Fanelli, onstage to back Micky Dolenz and Peter Tork with a night of music. We celebrated the dearly departed Davy and there were guest appearances by Davy’s old friends David Cassidy and Ron Dante (The Archies). Meanwhile, HB DM and thank you for your years of Great American Songbook singing! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwTj9qKndOo&t=268s
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