I am a geek. A fact that has been demonstrated many times over. The nerd in me reared her head this morning when I came across They Might Be Giants’ most recent endeavor. Immediately, overwhelming glee shot through me and I shook my tiny fists with excitement while whispering under my breath, “YES.”
A few years back TMBG parlayed their genius into a little book/cd combo of lullabies called, “BED BED BED” which featured Kimya Dawson. Apparently, this launched the release several DVDs aimed at educating kids on various topics through music videos that I was completely unaware of until this morning. And like Saturday night’s party came back on Sunday, I was full of happiness and childlike nostalgia watching this.
Even though they aren’t singing on this one the animation and essence turned me into goo. It led me down a path to discover they did a little song about Davy Crockett in Space. Hell yeah.
Now I have outgrown a lot of things that I have loved. Barbies. Numerology. Goth. But there are times, sometimes days or even weeks that I just want to listen to TMBG and just be really, really fucking happy.
Many a time, their lyrics seep into the juke-box inside my head, set off by something little. I’ll look at the sun and think, “The sun is a mass of incandescent gas, a giant nuclear furnace…” I hear whistling and think about Whistling in the Dark. In the grocery store I hum, “I returned as a bag of groceries, accidentally taken off the shelf before the expiration date.” I could go on and on, because it happens. A lot. It’s a problem. I know.
Not only have TMBG made a lot of catchy tunes, but often their visual style is playful, cartoonish, and whimsical as demonstrated in their music videos and live shows. In fact, I’ve been to a lot of shows in my life, and I have forgotten a lot of shows in my life, but the one and only time I saw the Johns it was one of the most memorable ever. My cohort and I screamed song lyrics like 2-year-olds on an Easter sugar high while dancing like retards. If that’s not the embodiment of happiness, I don’t know what is?
Now I don’t have kids and if I ever do, it probably won’t be for a long, long time – if ever – but if I do – they will be on a steady diet of this in hopes that they will grow up to be as much of a geek as I am. In a country that raises kids way to fast, aspiring to be like Britney Spears – I don’t think that’s so much of a bad thing.