Davy Jones, famous for being picked as one of the four cute-but-harmless singers in the proto-boyband, the Monkees, died today of a heart attack.
I know, I know. My fellow bloggers on this site are way too young to remember watching the Monkees on TV (even I only watched them in re-runs) and I’m not going to try to write some contrarian essay on how they weren’t really corporate fake musicians put together by a marketing department. Or how their music deserves more credit for being… something that no one should argue that it is.
It’s just sad, that’s all. I liked him.