They Might Be Giants, Moon Hooch
1332 W Burnside St.
[CABARET VOLTRON] Things were never easy for They Might Be Giants. Well before hyper-verbal, sub-fashionable successors like Barenaked Ladies coalesced staggering crowds around geek pride, Johns Flansburgh and Linnell had been uncomfortably grouped within the early '80s NYC art-punk scene simply because the sax-crazed vaudeville shtick of fez-topped outcasts belonged nowhere else. Their answering machine-jukebox "Dial-A-Song" racket petered out shortly before the Internet developed rather more lucrative iterations, and, after nearly a decade's worth of experimental wanderings and label disputes, their stalled career momentum couldn't have been helped by a 2001 comeback album's 9/11 release date. Through three decades of frustrated timing, though, the pair never stopped writing and, as gloriously proven through the scattershot goofiness of current release Nanobots, never quite matured.
Where: Crystal Ballroom
Address: 1332 W Burnside St.