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But Davy did make an impression on me. Even as a pre-teen, I could tell he was the cute one. And even though I was more drawn to the sarcastic (and as it turns out, very talented) Mike Nesmith, Davy had something special.
I listen to KTLK-AM out of Las Angeles on my computer, and they've been playing a commercial for a touring concert series. In the mix is Sha Na Na, Chubby Checker and Davy Jones. I've been hearing the spot for weeks, and in fact heard it minutes before the death was announced. They'd already removed him an hour or so later. Acts like Davy's seem to appear every month here in Las Vegas. But rarely to the big names disappear. RIP, Davy.
Davy Jones, a singer and, by long-held public consensus, the handsomest and most popular of the Monkees, the collectively young, longhaired, wildly famous and preternaturally buoyant pop group of the 1960s and afterward, died on Wednesday in Indiantown, Fla. He was 66. . .
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