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TMBG's first Utah appearance. Tickets were $15.50, $17 the day of show.
Review from The Deseret News (Aug. 13, 1990):
Hold onto your fezzes, folks, it looks as though 1990 might be the year of They Might Be Giants.Who cares, anyway, since their 70 minutes of twisted pop nirvana was more than able to soothe any nerves enraged by the unoriginal pablum that passes for pop music these days?
Already the duo has recorded the year's best album, "Flood," and Friday night, Brooklyn's self-proclaimed "ambassadors of love" put on what is certainly the year's best live show (I said it, you didn't).
It looks like the next step for the two Johns (Linnell and the bespectacled Flansburgh) is to win over the prized place of most-adored pop band from the New Kids on the Block, which isn't going to happen soon, unfortunately.
Like fellow avant-pop artists Depeche Mode (or is that Depressed Mood?), the duo utilizes taped instrumental portions to flesh out their sound onstage. However, unlike the aforementioned atrocity, TMBG does actually seem to perform live (instead of lip-synching).
For example, to give himself a breather, guitarist Flansburgh relied on the strong taped instrumentals and Linnell's polka-styled accordion playing for his "Put Your Hand Inside the Puppet Head," while singing "awesome guitar solo" during an instrumental break.
However, the two are talented musicians and wield several instruments apiece. For example, on "Lie Still, Little Bottle," Linnell seared on baritone saxophone, while Flansburgh took on the unenviable task of playing two trumpets at once.
Such goofy onstage antics shouldn't surprise many of the band's dedicated followers, especially in light of some of the duo's more loony lyrics (such as "What's the sense in thinking about the tomb when you're much too busy returning to the womb?" from "Shoehorn With Teeth").
What is surprising, though, is the directness of some of the statements in the pair's later lyrics, such as "Your Racist Friend," a ringing condemnation of bigotry.
For the most part, the duo was lighthearted and seemed to enjoy performing live, although the taped instrumental backups weren't sophisticated enough to allow the pair to engage in some of the pantomime and unusual dance styles well-documented in their videos.
And while many may have been disappointed that TMBG played for only a little over an hour, it should be remembered that Linnell played an awfully long time on accordion, not exactly a marathon instrument.