dropping the monkees into test tubes in my evil scientists lab so they can become the leemurs

Robbie and Levon in Levon's room - 1969 - by Elliott Landy

Levon and Richard outside the Saugerties Diner - 1968 - by Elliott Landy

Levon smoking at Richard and Garth's house - 1968 - by Elliott Landy

The Band in front of an abandoned house in Woodstock - 1968 - by Elliott Landy

"one of the places they thought would be great for photos" - Elliott Landy

The Band performing at Fillmore East accompanied by the Joshua Light Show - May 9 1969 - by Elliott Landy

the dark empath:

also i will be organizing that fake magazine project soon i just have a lot of other things i need to finish first

why are you inactive on this account now?

ermmm so i do have a second blog where i post a lot more now bc it has less followers and when i come on this blog i get too mean. idk posting my woes and rpf theories to so many strangers started to scare me. essentially this blog is just going to be for uploads and art and stuff that is not semi embarrassing. i have a book coming in the mail that im going to scan on tuesday but its the band not the monkees sorry guys but on tuesday ill be here with images. and ill be back with other posting eventually once i learn to stop getting mad at strangers.

hiiii guys me and some fellows are plotting out an idea for a fake teen magazine project and i am trying to gauge interest. the general premise would be recreating a teen magazine from the 60s (ex. tiger beat & 16) about our old man music. so think like the monkee facts and articles dismissing rumors type stuff but still incorporating some artwork. i’ve got a few questions so watch out for my reblogs.

hiiii guys me and some fellows are plotting out an idea for a fake teen magazine project and i am trying to gauge interest. the general premise would be recreating a teen magazine from the 60s (ex. tiger beat & 16) about our old man music. so think like the monkee facts and articles dismissing rumors type stuff but still incorporating some artwork. i’ve got a few questions so watch out for my reblogs.

FINAL ROUND 🎉

Well, here we are. If I remember correctly exactly one year after I made this sideblog. And now the two powerhouses who have swept the entire tournament are facing off against each other!!

The undefeated champs, the unstoppable forces of nature that are both in a style I'm not at all used to drawing, are you guys ready?

NO PROPAGANDA THIS TIME VOTE WITH YOUR HEART

💿 hi kip lots of love

hi fitz my buddy this doesn’t fit as much as planned but i still think it works anywayssss ily enjoy :)

wyd when i pull up in this

💿 <3

hi carly i hope you enjoy i thought very hard bc you have refined taste

“Dear Jeremy, I would just like to say what a wonderful actor you are. Your Sherlock Holmes puts every other attempt at the part in the shade. Basil Rathbone is not fit to clean your boots; and Douglas Wilmer and Robert Stephens should beg you to give them lessons. You’re much prettier than all of them, for a start. There is only one word for your performance - magic. Please send me a signed photograph. Your’s Joe Bloggs. P.S. I‘ve heard that you‘re really nice person, too.” “Did you really write that?” questioned him, his face now turning beet red from keeping himself from laughing. “Yes, I did.” Telling him pointedly, with just a faint hint of amusement. “Did you send it?” he asked as genuine curiosity crept into his voice. “Yes. I put a first-class stamp on it. I wanted to get it as soon as possible. It came the next morning.” I told him. “And did you read it?” he asked, continuing his gentle interrogation. “Of course I read it. I read it a dozen times. I felt wonderful afterwards.” I said wriggling in my chair from the shear nonsensical delight of my small caper. “Well, did you send yourself a signed photograph?»” “David, I may be mad - but I‘m not barking mad! In any case, the bugger didn‘t send a stamped addressed envelope!”

After my tale was done, we both looked at each other and burst into the most boisterous laughing session we had shared yet, which I might add was something indeed. And poor Deborah had to redo both of our make up for the tears of joy streaming down our faces.

nobody is laughing bro 😴

ok send me a 💿 and i will make u a mixtape (spotify playlist with a collage cover)