RTKS: Yo Gabba Gabba, An Apology
It isn't often I make a misstep reviewing art. Living life? No big deal. Fuck up at least once an hour. But art? That shit I take seriously. So I'd like to use this public forum to for a li'l mea culpa...
I was wrong about Yo Gabba Gabba.
I just didn't get it. In fact, it sorta scared the shit out of me. In my first review, I pointed out how DJ Lance Rock seemed like a reject from Warriors ("Come out and plaaaaay..."), and Mono and Co. were Japanese monster movie outcasts. But as Holden stands here (he's cruising these days), waving at at Foofa during the Super Music Friends Show, I have to issue a full retraction of my original 5 out of 10 stars review.
This isn't the first time I've missed the boat with art. Rare, yes, not never. Though nothing comes to mind right now. But it could be the coffee hasn't kicked in yet...
What makes this oversight of Yo Gabba Gabba all the more egregious is that I'd had it on good authority that the show kicks ass. Friends Todd Robinson (editor of Thuglit) and Jim Case both had told me it was top notch and to be on the lookout for it. Maybe I was expecting too much. Maybe it was because I was so into the Wiggles (who suck now that new Yellow Sam fronts the band). I don't know. But I fucked up.
So Brobee, Toodee, DJ Lance, et al., I am sorry. This show is cutting edge, avante garde, and thoroughly original. From Biz's Beat of the Day to Dancey Dance Time, Yo Gabba Gabba excels, succeeds, and totally kicks ass. You got hip emerging and entrenched rock stars, cool tricks (cool tricks cool tricks), and lots of learning, with singularly focused episodes (Dance, Move, Sleep, Eat, etc.) that keep my kid engrossed and not eating daddy's cell phone. Furthermore, the show seems devoid of the saccharine sweet platitudes plaguing most kid's shows, promoting a more advanced skill set for a 21st Century boy. It is the hope of every father that his child grows up to be better than he, and as everyone who attended my wedding can attest, I can't dance for shit. YGG's focus on dancing (while supplying cool music to dance to) might just give my kid the leg up he needs to avoid the curse of the dreaded "white man's overbite..."
My new rating gives Yo Gabba Gabba 10 out of 10 stars.
Let's close this fucker out with a little Party in my Tummy.