Lynn Castle, Songwriter - John Daly mentioned that Lynn Castle was also a songwriter, and that one of her songs had been sung by The Monkees. A net search reveals that The Monkees recorded the song "Teeny Tiny Gnome" on August 23, 1966, in RCA Victor Studio B, Hollywood, CA. Micky Dolenz was the lead singer on this song which was produced by Tommy Boyce & Bobby Hart, and written by Wayne Erwin and Lynn Castle. This must be the song Mr. Daly was referring to. However, the story doesn't end here. While the song was intended to provide comic relief on The Monkees' second album, 1967's "More of The Monkees," music supervisor Don Kirshner decided that this song was not suitable for release. Consequently, the Boyce & Hart produced Erwin/Castle tune lingered in the can until The Monkees' 1987 LP, Rhino Record's "Missing Links" (Vol. 1) which was a collection of rare and unreleased studio tracks from 1966-1968. The lyrics to "Teeny Tiny Gnome" are below. - Suzanne Astorino (2004)
Lynn Castle, Fuzz Guitar Player? - It also appears that Lynn Castle may have a brush with performing or singing. Another net reference showed that a 1966 single was released on the LHI Records label (catalog number 17003) by the group "Lynn Castle with Last Friday's Fire." The recorded songs were "Rose Colored Corner" backed with "The Lady Barber." The 45-RPM record was produced by Lee Hazlewood. It now appears on a compilation LP titled, "Fading Yellow, Vol. 6." If this is a coincidence, it's a mighty big one. A 2001 usenet post described this record as a "great two-sider femme tripper driving fuzz on a-side, dreamy organ flower haze on the flip." - Suzanne Astorino (2004)
Lyrics to The Monkees "Teeny Tiny Gnome"
written by Erwin/Castle
Kickin' stones on an old dirt road
Feelin' dejected and all alone
When I looked up ahead thought my mind I'd blown
On a giant toadstool sat a teeny tiny gnome
He was all involved in a game of solitaire
Said "Hello" with a smile just like I wasn't there
I kicked dirt some more
He said, "Please don't start a fight"
Found a church key in his pocket, he opened up his pipe
He blew some silver circles
Wound his fingers in his beard
And from that pipe came magic music
Like I'd never heard
As the notes came floatin' in I pricked up both my ears
I walked up to the drive-in, hadn't felt so starved in years
A rabbit waiter took my order and quickly disappeared
He said, "The party's over, please come back in a thousand years"