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The Monkees

Micky Dolenz, born March 8, 1945, in Los Angeles, California, rose to fame as the drummer and lead vocalist for The Monkees, the chart-topping pop-rock phenomenon of the 1960s. Joining the band in 1965, Dolenz’s warm, distinctive voice powered hits like “Last Train to Clarksville,” “I’m a Believer,” and “Pleasant Valley Sunday,” helping the group become both television and music sensations. Though originally an actor, Dolenz quickly adapted to drumming, developing a unique style that balanced the Monkees’ infectious energy with tight, rhythmic precision. After the band’s initial run ended in 1971, he pursued acting, voice work, directing, and a successful career in musical theater, while often returning for Monkees reunions and tours. His enduring charm and humor kept the group’s spirit alive for generations of fans. More than a drummer or a frontman, Dolenz became the voice of an era — a bridge between pop innocence and the enduring joy of well-crafted songs.

The Carpenters

Late in the afternoon, Richard Carpenter — now older, his hands slower but still sure — walked quietly into the empty studio where so many Carpenters songs had been born. Dust hung in the golden light, settling on the piano lid he hadn’t opened in years. He sat without hurry, running his fingers over the keys like greeting an old friend, then placed a single sheet of music in front of him: “Goodbye to Love.” No cameras. No applause. Just the soft echo of his own breathing in the room they once shared. As his hands began to play, the melody rose fragile and aching, each chord carrying Karen’s voice somewhere between memory and heaven. When the final note lingered in the stillness, Richard closed his eyes and said softly, “For you, sis… always.” And in that moment, it felt as if she was there — not in the past, but in the space between the notes.