[lastfm link_type="artist_info"]Michael Nesmith[/lastfm] was the first to run away from the [lastfm link_type="artist_info"]Monkees[/lastfm] after their heyday. While Davy, Micky and Peter toured a number of times, Michael pretty much stayed away. Let’s face it: he no longer NEEDED the Monkees! His mom created Liquid Paper, and he was one of the founding fathers of MTV. I’d say the boy is set for life. But, he’s finally come out of the shadows to talk about his friend, Davy Jones.
[photogallerylink id=41769 align=left]When asked if Davy got more out of being a Monkee than Nesmith, he said, “I can only speculate. For me David was The Monkees. They were his band. We were his side men. He was the focal point of the romance, the lovely boy, innocent and approachable. Micky was his Bob Hope. In those two – like Hope and Crosby – was the heartbeat of the show.”
Is there one story that defined Monkee-Mania?
“It was nonstop from the moment the show aired, so there was a constant hyper-interest in the group of us – the meter was maxxed and stayed that way for a couple of years. Once in Cleveland we strayed from our bodyguards into the plaza where a train station, or some public transport hub, was letting out thousands of fans for the concert we were on the way to give. They spotted David and the chase was on. We were like the rabbit – fleeing in blind panic. We saw a police car and jumped in the back seat, blip, blip, blip, blip, – squashed together shoulder to shoulder in our concert duds, and slammed the door just as the tsunami of pink arms closed over the car’s windows. We were relieved. The cops were freaked out. They drove us to the station and our guys picked us up and we did the show. But it was like that when the four of us were together, Davy in front – pandemonium. One missed step and we were running.”
It’s a great interview from Rolling Stone‘s Andy Greene. You can read the whole thing HERE.