Sunday, May 4, 2008

A Dr. Monkey Movie Review

In the mid to late 1980's I worked a succession of spirit deadening soul crushing suck ass dead end jobs.  I had left college in 1985 and I had done nothing with my life.  I was living in Aunt Rageaholic's house because I wasn't making enough money to live on my own and to ease the misery of my dreadful life back then I smoked way too much pot, smoked way too many Marlboro Lights, and I drank way too much crappy beer.  I was basically in a drug and beer induced haze and I missed and ignored a lot of pop culture happenings because I wallowed in my misery and I thought I knew everything.

Then one day in 1988 I finally had had enough I moved to Roanoke, VA, a move I'll write about later one of these days.  I began at that time to open my eyes and ears to new music, movies, and life in general but I was still somewhat cloistered.  I did however discover bands like The Conells, Guadalcanal Diary, Mojo Nixon, and others.  But even though I was learning more about things pop culture wise I still felt like there was something missing, something out there that was more "me."  

I got laid off from my job in Roanoke and I lost my apartment and I moved back to the Tri Cities in late 1991 and after a brief sojourn to hell, or as they call it down there, Cairo (it's pronounced Kay-ro) GA, I basically stayed here until the mid '90's when a company I was working for transferred me to Knoxville, TN.  I lived in Knoxville for about two years and it was there that I met my eviler twin brother Todd who I got to do improv with for many years.  It was in Knoxville that I was in some really great plays, among them One Flew Over The Cukoo's Nest and The Mousetrap, with some really great, funny, and talented people.  

One of those people who I met doing those plays was my friend Allan.  He and I hit it off, I always felt like he was the younger brother I would have had if my mother had had another kid.  Allan and I were roommates for a time, I let him move in with me so he could save some money for his move to California and because I needed help with the rent at the time.  Before he moved away a few months later he gave me some cassette tapes, one of which was this one:
I'll admit to being aware of They Might Be Giants, but I had never heard their music.  I didn't have MTV for a long time and I missed them when they hit their peak on that now awful channel.  I, in my stoned alcohol soaked state, basically ignored them.  In fact, I kind of went out of my way to avoid them.  I judged them unworthy of my time or attention based solely on their album covers.

One day after Allan gave me that tape of their debut album on Bar None Records I popped it in my tape player in my truck.  I was blown away by their sound and by their clever lyrics.  I immediately made up for lost time and I bought a bunch of their CD's.  
After falling in love with their music I felt like they belonged to me.  I felt like they were the band that I had been looking for, the one that pretty much defined who I was.  Then I found out how many other people liked them as well.  It was like being part of something that was bigger than me, like I was part of an army of literate, clever, absurdist people who got the in jokes of the world and the throw away references of hipsters and smart asses.  I felt like finally I was among my people.  And it was also around that time when I quit smoking pot, coincidence or not, you decide.

I was lucky enough to see them live one night at the Bijou Theatre in Knoxville, I think it was their first ever concert in Knoxville as a matter of fact.  We went with our friends Todd and Donna and another couple who shall forever remain nameless.  There was one point early in the show when the Johns and their band had finished a song and I yelled out, "We love you John!"  When I yelled it out for some reason the whole place went silent and my cry of devotion and adoration was heard all around the joint and while I was not embarrassed, Sparky and the rest of my party were.  Todd still makes fun of me today for doing that.

Anyway, that's one hell of a long way to get to this point where I tell you that I finally saw this movie today:
I enjoyed this documentary about the guys because I learned a lot about their history that I didn't know and I learned about others who love them as much as I do.  I'd say this movie is for fans of the band but if you had never heard of them and this movie came on you'd appreciate it and the music as well.  You might not become a convert because of this film but you'd get a good idea about how clever and fun the band is.  

What I took from the movie, and I had suspected this all along, was how down to earth the Johns are.  They seem like genuinely nice guys who I'd like to be friends with and hang out with.  Who knows, maybe their asswipes off stage or when the camera is off them but somehow I doubt it.  

The other thing I took from this film is how other performers and people in the public eye love them.  It's nice to know that people I like and respect like Ira Glass, Sarah Vowell, and Jon Stewart are big fans of TMBG.

I liked this movie and you might too but I can see how you might not if you're not a huge fan of the band.  

10 comments:

Pilkey said...

Got young kids (10 and under) or know any young kids? Well, if so, I recommend TMBG's CDs for kids. I'm only familiar with the disc "NO." This was my kids' favorite disc for years. The tunes are creative and don't talk down to kids. Plus, parents will enjoy them as well (unlike many kid CDs).

Fran said...

Wow!!! I must see this Dr. Monkey, thank you so much for this review.

When I was almost 30 and when other women my age were looking to nest, I did otherwise.

I found myself back in the NYC area and had a strong taste for the alternative in music, art, film and so forth.

This meant that I spent almost every weekend haunting unsavory, dark and smokey clubs and bars in Greenwich Village and the Lower East Side.

This was pre the current Lower East Side - it was truly dangerous in those days. I was always grateful when I found my crappy car still parked and unharmed at 3am or whenever I got back to it.

In any event, sometime in 1986 or 87 I was in some dumpy bar one night and these two guys got on the tiny stage.

It was love at first note. I have loved TMBG from that time. Loved them then, love them still.

I dragged many a more straitlaced yuppie scum work friend to some marginalized place to hear them play.

So for about 2 years or so, I saw them all the time.

And yet I did not know about this film.

THANKS MONKEY! You are like a monkey birdhouse in my soul and I so truly appreciate you.

Johnny Yen said...

I haven't met the two Johns, but Lulu did, and said they're swell guys.

They used to play at a place called Gaspar's back in the mid eighties whenever they were in town. It was one of my hangouts, but somehow I never got around to seeing them. Wish I had-- love their music.

I have met Ira Glass a number of times. When he and cartoonist Lynda Barry (Ernie Pook's Comeek) were both living in Chicago and a couple, they were regulars of mine at Minnie's, a little deli near Depaul University that I worked at in 1988 to 1990. They seemed lovely people, and it's been sad to see them slag one another publicly since they split a long time ago.

Some Guy said...

Great post, Dr.! I am a huge TMBG fan (as I'm sure I've mentioned many times on my blog). They may be my #1 fave and at least in my top five. The movie was great, too.

Distributorcap said...

boy i am out of it
i never heard of them

time to watch the movie

Missy said...

Oh I loved this movie! I saw it in the theater and wanted to watch it again right away. I loved with someone said said something like "What's sad is that you know if [John & John] were not IN the band that tehy would LOVE the band". I forget who said it, but I was like "I know! So true!"

I am a big TMBG fan. My friends walked in to "She's An Angel" played by the accordion player at our wedding and our first dance was to the newer song "Yeah Yeah".

I think "She's an Angel" is the most romantic song ever...."These things happen to other people, they don't happen at all in fact!"

Missy said...

And I am so jealous of those above who saw them in little clubs, so intimate!

Claire said...

I'd love to see this, I love TMBG. I haven't listened to them in a while, but I need to again.

Neza S.G. said...

I love They Might be Giants!!!!!!Their lyrics are fascinating..."Dr. Worm" is hillarious.

The Rock and Roll Gardener

Anonymous said...

John (the one with the glasses) was a neighbor of mine for a time in Williamsburg. Now I have to see the film.