Davy Jones: It was nice to be with you

As a little kid, I was a huge fan of “The Monkees.”

Davy Jones: Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me.

Although I might have been too young to fully appreciate his sex appeal, I definitely had a soft spot for Davy Jones. He was the cutest, sweetest Monkee of all – and that adorable British accent was just the cherry on top. (Plus, seriously, nobody – but nobody – looked cuter sporting a pair of maracas or a tambourine.)

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My “Affair of the Heart” with Rick Springfield

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It’s a love affair that has endured nearly 30 years.

No, it’s not Bacall and Bogey. Nope, I’m not talking about Taylor and Burton, either. It’s Springfield and Gacser.

No, my eyes are not totally closed. That naturally happens when I smile ear-to-ear.

What do you mean “Who?” G-A-C-S-E-R. It’s like “Gotcha,” except with an “errrr” on the end.

Is it possible you haven’t heard of my lifelong (albeit unrequited) love of rock star/“General Hospital” heartthrob Rick Springfield?

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