May
 27th marks the fifth anniversary of the release of The Monkees 50th 
anniversary comeback album, Good Times!, which was released on this day 
in 2016.
It’s strange how a mere five years seems like a lifetime
 ago now.  Back then, we were teetering on the precipice of the decent 
into hell that would be the Dumpo presidency.  It didn’t seem possible, 
yet it happened and now we’re in this surreal pandemic dystopia looking 
down the barrel of potential social, economic and climate collapse.  I 
remember when this album came out, it was a slap in the face to all the 
toxic pessimism that was rearing its head at the time.  It was like the 
most revolutionary thing that you could do was to put out an album of 
unassailable joy.  
There are simply so many inexplicably 
marvelous facets to this album, but it could easily have been something 
so much less than it was.  It could have been nothing more than maudlin 
nostalgia and rehashed, recycled cliches of 1960s “summer of love” 
bullshit.  Yet somehow, the right people came together at the right time
 to make this happen.  They were able to unearth some foundational bits 
and pieces from the Rhino archives and then carefully stitch them 
together with contemporary extrapolations and augmentations which did 
far more than simply recollect the past glories of this cherished pop 
phenomenon.  They effectively re-birthed it with an inexplicable sense 
of vitality and freshness that belies the half century legacy of the 
product.
Shortly after its release, Micky Dolenz summed up the 
extraordinary nature of its success by trying to imagine someone from 
1916 revitalizing their career in 1966.  The cultural gulf between those
 two eras is so clearly great from our contemporary retrospect that it 
starkly puts into perspective the idea of The Monkees reviving their 
essence so successfully for this sophomore decade of the 21st century.  
This was all made possible by a carefully assembled collection of 
creative professionals who not only understood what they were working 
with, but imbued it with a sincere passion and love that pushed it 
beyond mere marketing and consumer exploitation.  They found the FUN in 
it again and infused every aspect of this project with it, from the 
first track to the last, including the clutch of bonus tracks that were 
sprinkled in various editions along the way.
For me, it became 
the soundtrack to my summer that year, a season which culminated with 
the opportunity to actually see The Monkees perform live for the very 
first time when they came to Vancouver’s PNE on September 4th of that 
year.  What a painful irony it was that I would end up having to duck 
out of the last 15 minutes of the show due to medical issues which would
 end up resulting in my having to undergo heart bypass surgery on Sept 
12th, the exact date when The Monkees TV show debuted on NBC back in 
1966.  That coincidence has never been lost on me and forever ties all 
of these events together into the strangest package.  Fortunately, I’m 
still here to write about it and recollect the release of one of the 
best Monkees albums since their heyday in the late 1960s.

 
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