Review by LarryG 2½ stars out of 4
They Might be Giants have evolved from two guys playing all
the instruments on goofy but smart songs to still fun but slightly
more mature guys who now play with professional musicians in a fairly
standard band format. Their last studio release, 1996's Factory
Showroom included New York City, a sweet, unironic love song to a
woman and city and James K. Polk, a fun but thoughtful tribute to a
great, underappreciated president. The sound was a little more
restrained than previous TMBG work. Since then, before putting out
their next CD, the band has cleaned house, releasing box sets, and
live and greatest hits albums. Long Tall Weekend is basically a
collection of songs that didn't make earlier records. It's only
available if you download it from(and pay) emusic.com. If you're not a
big fan, Long Tall Weekend is probably not worth the effort. If you
are, there are lots of fun things. The percentage of good songs is as
high as on most TMBG records. If you've seen TMBG a few times in
concert, you'll probably recognize a number of the songs on Long Tall
Weekend. They Got Lost is an engagingly cool John Linnell song about
the band driving around, unable to find a radio station for an
interview. It gives the sense that it would be fun to hang out with
the guys. Older is a slight Linnell song that states the
obvious (you're older than you've ever been and now you're even older)
in a cute way until John Flansburgh gives the song a slightly menacing
edge, screaming like a crazy man, "time is marching on."
Most of the songs on Long Tall Weekend have the fairly low
budget feel of They Might Be Giants' early work. The songs on Long
Tall Weekend sound like they weren't quite good or colorful enough to
originally make albums but they have a modest charm and deserve to be
discovered by their fans. Most are fairly uncomplicated, enjoyable if
not hilarious and almost always show the Johns' love of music and a
mischievous sense of humor. Token Back to Brooklyn is a short march,
apparently about kids who lose their token and worry that they'll
never get home. The Johns have fun on Counterfeit Faker, a fairly
authentic sounding hillbilly country song with Linnell playing fiddle
and banjo. They do a surprisingly straight, simple version of Lesley
Gore's Maybe I Know. Linnell and Flansburgh have established
distinctive personalities through their songs. Flansburgh is the loud
mouth smart ass who loves the spotlight while Linnell comes across as
quieter and shy. They both are able to mix smart and silly. Flansburgh
has a gift for an interesting image. Flansburgh sings She Think She's
Edith Head about a former classmate who's taken on an affected persona
as a "cultural figure we don't know a lot about." Operators Are
Standing By is a funny song about what the operators referred to in
the commercials do while they're standing by, including, "talking
about their portrayal on TV" and wishing they could go home. The
music, basically just Linnell's bouncy organ, is charmingly cheesy.
Flansburgh continues the affinity for lounge music he showed on John
Henry's Extra Savoir Faire on Reprehensible. The music, with lush
horns and Linnell's clarinet solo, is uncongruously smooth as
Flansburgh sings of his sleep being haunted by a feeling of
responsibility for the sins of mankind. The song has a happy typically
flippant ending with Flansburgh waking up, totally untroubled by his
memories, singing I'm on top and nothing can make me stop. Similarly,
Flansburgh sings of bloody heads while perky horns create a retro feel
on Lullaby to Nightmares. Linnell's Dark and Metric has a whimsical
tone as Linnell recites a nonsequitor list of things that don't apply
until he amiably sings, "just because you're floating doesn't mean you
haven't drowned."
The songs are generally fairly straight forward but Long Tall
Weekend ends with a couple of interesting, weird songs. On Earth My
Nina is strangely compelling. It's just Linnell's a capella voice,
distorted in weird ways. The Edison Museum is about a closed and, they
say, haunted museum. It has an appropriately spooky organ as well as
deep, dramatic vocals by a guest vocalist, a disk jockey from a New
Jersey station. In all, Long Tall Weekend is a fairly insubstantial
but almost always enjoyable group of songs from a couple of always
inventive and likeable performers.
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