The thing is, the reader doesn't want to hear about bad times.
The Beatles set the rules. And the rules were: now just because we have long hair doesn't mean that we're rebellious.
The racing bug is never going to go away. It's like the Mafia.
The Monkees are like the mafia. You're in for life. Nobody gets out.
Justin Bieber stole my haircut. And Axl Rose stole my dance!
I'm about to challenge for the Maryland Cup in the next couple of years, as an owner, a trainer, and a rider.
My family is a part of my life and everything is all a mixture of enjoyment.
The only people who didn't like The Monkees were the French, and they don't even like themselves, so what's the point?
I got hate letters from girls all over America because I wouldn't go to the prom with them.
People ask me if I ever get sick of playing 'Daydream Believer' or whatever. But I don't look at it that way. Do they ask if Tony Bennett is tired of 'I Left My Heart in San Francisco?'
I was mad at Screen Gems, but I'm not mad at them anymore.
It's a crying shame we don't play more parks and fairs. I would love to go right to the Chamber of Commerce or whoever they are, so that we could get involved in a different way.
I'm a married man. If I want sex at this particular point in my life, I go home for it.
Wherever I go, people still shout out: 'Hey, hey, we're The Monkees.' And I never tire of that.
You know I used to be a heartthrob, and now I'm a coronary.
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