THE LAST ECHO OF THE MONKEES: Micky Dolenz stood beneath the lights, his voice steady but his eyes distant — as if watching ghosts take their places beside him. The crowd roared, yet he felt the same stillness that filled the air decades ago, on the final night The Monkees ever shared a stage. Every chord tonight carried their laughter, their youth, their wild harmony that once changed the sound of joy itself. For a fleeting moment, it was as if Davy, Mike, and Peter were there again, smiling in the glow of the spotlight. As the final note faded, Micky whispered to himself — not in sadness, but in gratitude — because some goodbyes don’t end the music; they just make it eternal.
phil THE LAST ECHO OF THE MONKEES — MICKY DOLENZ AND THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS Beneath the soft glow of stage lights,…