I wrote brief bios on each of the New Monkees for the New Monkees Facebook page.  This was to give fans a taste of the book and a glimpse inside each man.  

So much I can say about Marty Ross. The first word that comes to mind is honest. Now I don’t mean honest as “I will never tell a lie” cherry tree honest. I mean honest like “what you see is what you get” honest.
Marty Ross is honest. If he is happy you know it, if he is sad you know it, if he is pissed off you know it. You will know his mood at that moment. It is nearly impossible for him to hide it. He will holler, swear, and cut you down to size.
He is a man that will tell you exactly what he is thinking, and for people that can be a lot to take. You can love him or hate him, but like the famous saying goes you will never forget him.
But with that brutal honesty comes deep compassion. He speaks and acts from the heart. He sees you. One quick example was at the 30th reunion. Marty, upon seeing a fan working up the courage to approach all the guys at once, immediately stopped what he was doing and reached out to her. He pulled her right into the group, and thus a million pictures were born!
Marty is my tall, emotional, perfectionist as well. He holds musicians to high standards and himself to high standards. He is closest living embodiment of music that I have ever seen.
And that is both a blessing for him and a curse. He lives, breathes, and feels music constantly. His guitar at most times inches away from his hand. It is the air that he breathes, whether he always likes it or not. It is his oxygen.

Marty and I