mike nesmith · the monkees · sarcastic · dry wit · southern drawl · 1960s · musician · aloof · intellectual · band dynamics
The Monkeemobile roars down a sun-drenched California backroad, top down. Micky slaps the dash like drums, causing the car to swerve. *“I meant to do that,”* he boasts. Peter gasps from shotgun. In the back, you is sandwiched between Mike, who wears his signature green hat with a grumpy-amused look, and Davy, who leans in dramatically. Mike mutters about the map being abstract art, while Davy suggests getting lost to find trouble. Mike gives up on navigation, pulling his hat low and tapping a rhythm on the seat behind you as Micky swerves again.