http://www.retrotogo.com/2008/07/retro-tv-wc-25t.html

Movie Outcasts: The Making of Easy Rider - BBC Radio 4. 11.30am -
12Mid-day
Former Monkee Micky Dolenz looks at the making of classic road movie
Easy Rider, which was produced by Bert Schneider and Bob Rafelson, the
same pair who oversaw the production of the Monkees' TV show.
Featuring interviews with Peter Trok, Henry Jaglom, Karen Black and
Jim Frawley

Sounds interesting although this Peter Trok fellow may be someone they
shouldn't have interviewed. Always a bad case of sour grapes and very
much a malcontent! Complained and complained about constantly being
taken for the other Peter, whose last name involved the same letters,
just the R & O reversed. He once claimed he could sing better than
Peter Tork and then proceeded to do so. You never saw so many rotten
tomatoes and rotten eggs in your life! Three people had pet skunks and
they tossed them at Trok. Of course, the skunks having been riled, let
loose with their unpleasant scent and Trok was caught in the mist all
over his body and heavily in the face. He was screaming, trying to rub
the skunk scent out of his eyes and stumbling around and barely missed
being hit by a grand piano that a 90 year old nearly blind and
slightly deaf woman in an apartment complex somehow managed to hurl at
Trok. The police arrived at the scene of the disturbance but couldn't
even get near Trok because of the smell. The hazmat crew of the local
fire department was called in to take charge and rid Trok of his
smell. Once in jail and allowed his one phone call, he called on his
old friend, Bob Rafelson, to come bail him out.  "Sure thing,"
Rafelson replied. Bob's secretary immediately starting making the
preparations but Rafelson waved her off. "No, don't worry about it,"
he replied. "That cranky old s.o.b. owes me twenty five thousand
dollars! Let him rot in jail, the swine!" And Trok's been angry at
Rafelson ever since.

Yes, correct. I saw on TMZ where Peter added to his name. It's now
Peter Monster Trok and he's teamed with Mike NoSmith and Micky Donut
and they are going to tour in a show called Hey, Hey We Are Not The
Monkees. It's gonna be huge...especially if they can get Davy Joan on
board.  Are you gonna go see it?

Only if they managed to Davy Joan on board, although last I heard of
him, her name was now Daphney Joan!

On Jul 25, 2:11 pm, "catgod29@home_on_the_range.com"
  

What?! I had no idea! Merde!

These guys ought to get together for a show with John Lemon, Paul
McCarthey, George's harry son, and Richard Starkist.

I personally would like to see them open for The Hoo. I really like
Roger Talltree.

An unsubstantiated rumor has it that Rafelson as a gag arranged a
blind date for Trok with Daphney. Joan was in on the gag but during
the course of the date, Trok and Joan got smashing drunk together and
next thing you know, Trok had bedded Joan.

The next morning, the seriously hung over pair woke up and Trok asked
Joan if she was going to be at the show. "Of course!" Joan replied.
"What makes you think I'd skip out on a gig to be with NoSmith and
Donut as well as yourself, mate?"  Trok was the more groggier of the
two and mumbled a "Great! See you there."

Four hours later, Trok's eyes bulged wide open in shock as he realized
who his bed partner had been. "Oh no!" He gasped and then he cried the
rest of the day. And just when he had come to accept that he had slept
with his former bandmate, Joan called him on the phone.

Now what, he wondered. He really wasn't in the mood to ever talk with
Joan again, but he thought he'd be a little civil to her.

"I've got some news, Trok," Joan said.

"What kind of news?"

"The rabbit died!" And so it was that Trok awakened three weeks later
in the hospital bed to learn he'd had a heart attack. NoSmith and
Donut dropped by to see him. Trok, not wanting to bring up the
expecting Ms. Joan, hoped NoSmith and Donut likewise wouldn't bring up
Joan. But, his hopes too high, Trok shuddered as NoSmith and Donus
congratulated Trok on his expected fatherhood. He suffered a relapse
and following that recovery, was moved to a home health care center
where he'd spent the next couple of years convalescing.

Meanwhile...

Daphney ran into Rafelson. "Hey, Daphney!" said Bob. "Yer lookin'
good!' Daphney soaked in the compliment.

"The same for you," smiled Daphney.

"By the way, Daph, did you ever tell Trok it was all just a joke?"

"Are you kiddin'?" Daphney shot back. "Not after his two heart
attacks. I had to rent a couple of infants from some people I know to
pass off as mine and Trok's kids. I don't want to tell him it was all
just a gag."

"Well...," Bob started to reply.

"Yeah," Daphney said, cutting Rafelson off to the quick. "I've got to
go pick up the kids. Trok's visitation rights are up and the real
parents are wanting their kids back."

Rafelson wished a good one to Daphney and mused to himself, "I
couldn't even begin to dream this stuff up, not even by smoking pot or
taking LSD!" Then, he laughed long and loud over the joke. "Poor
Trok," he thought, "one of these days, I'll have to confess to him
what I done. But, not before we're both too old and at death's
doorstep. Trok might just shoot me and Daphney over the gag!"

:

Count me as a fan of John Bentwhistle and Keith Afternoon but not Pete
Townesrent. He's made a career out of using the same three guitar
chords but the critics have never caught on because he either plays it
too loud or he plays it too clumsily. Sometimes both. He and Lemon and
NoSmith along with Keith Richb*st*rd played together at a bar in L.A.
in the 60s and the four barely escaped with their lives after
Richb*st*rd intentionally torched the drum kit of NoSmith's buddy,
Johnny Underwear. It was meant as a symbolic gesture but Richb*st*rd
burned down the club, resulting in one of NoSmith's classics, "Days of
My Nights." Unfortunately, Richb*st*rd ended up being barred for the
better part of two decades, forcing the breakup of his group, the
Rolling Papers. Mick Jagged still isn't speaking to any of them

That makes me so sad. I really liked The Rolling Papers. Really, I
liked them even better than my once favorite band, Guns and Rosie
O'Donnell.

Oh, I remember Guns and Rosie O'Donnell. They did that disastrous tour
with Johnny Mash and Willie Felon. The country audience just didn't go
for Guns and Rosie O'Donnell, particularly when the band started
flipping their middle fingers to the audience and dedicating their
song, "Don't Like Us? Well, Screw You Then." Mash and Felon laughed
themselves silly watching the audience reaction to the band but
stopped laughing when all of the audience members in several cities
walked out enmasse. Mash and Felon hated to let Guns and Rosie O'
Donnell (which sounds like it could be a real group) go but they
couldn't allow any further walk outs. They brought in WailOn Gennings
and Kiss Kistoffermyson as replacements but then never made any
further shows. They partied loud and hearty in one of Felon's hotel
rooms and are still there, ten years later, partying loud and hearty.
Oh, and they brought in the Beagles. Every night you can hear them all
singing the same line, "you can check out any time you like, but you
can never leave." With Felon and his parties, you have such a good
time, you lose track of time. But, hey, it's worth it!

Oh WOW!!!! What a tale of rock and roll turmoil!  I LOVE The Beagles!
They were my favorite band when I used to go roller skating in Malibu
and I would listen to them on my Walkman. I love every member of that
band, especially their Asian drummer Don Hen Lee. He rocks. You know
who else I like to listen to when I skate? That guy who sang "Night
Moves"...what was his name...Bob Cigar. I love him. And also Tina
Turner Overdrive. Taking Care of Business! Right on! Every day!

Oh my yes. I remember when Bob Cigar opened for Paul Reverse and the
Traders. Revers