
Playing Right Field: A Jew Grows in Greenwich
George Tabb
Soft Skull
220 pp.
ISBN: 1-932360-40-9
Available from Powell's Books.
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Mention punk rock to most people, and they'll probably get a mental image of Sid
Vicious or artists puking on stage, pierced with safety pins, hair pointed
in spikes to the sky. Whatever image they call up, it's likely that the
average Josephine won't be thinking fuzzy warm thoughts when she's
contemplating punk. How wrong she would be! Of all the artists I've heard,
read, or seen interviewed, punks remain without a doubt the sweetest, most
concerned artists. They genuinely care about the fate of their fellow
citizens, and they also tend to be the funniest people! For a long time, Bald Rapunzel
were the sweetest punk rockers I'd ever met, but now
they've met their match in furious George Tabb. Tabb has written
and played for a handful of successful and famous punk rock bands, but in his
latest venture, humorous biography, I think he may have surpassed
himself. Playing Right Field: a Jew Grows in Greenwich is my favorite
Bookshelf review book of all time, because it reads like a casual conversation
with a good friend. It's like a series of breezy tales told at a bar over a
table full of empty beer mugs as you nurse yet another beer. Tabb's comic
timing is great: he knows when to pause and make you hold your breath for
the punchline, and he always has a few surprises up his sleeve. What's more,
as this book is about the childhood of an upper middle-class kid growing
up in the '70s, a slew of young to middle-aged adults are likely going to
enjoy the memories this book revives (heck, if George can get a laugh out of
a childhood like his own, you should probably be able to do the same). Read
this interview for a taste of what the book is going to give you -- then go
to Soft Skull, get a
copy of Playing Right Field, and start reading! It'll be some of the best fun
you have all year.
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Splendid: Hi George. This is the first ever punk bildungsroman I can
ever remember reading: I think you've created a genre here. Was there
anything in particular you did to prepare for this role in your life? Any
recommendations for other young punks out there who'd rather turn to the
written word, for reasons of ability as much as anything else, than
the guitar?
George Tabb: Wow! Good Question, Jenn! Bildungsroman! What a word!
Something to do with Roman poop, I suppose? Anyway -- I don't think you can
prepare for anything in life, no matter how hard you try. It just sorta
comes at you and you do what ya gotta do! Dance as fast as you can. But I
think it's important to remember to have fun while doing that dance. Try
disco. You know, like John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever. Finger
pointing in the air, moving your hips to the downbeat -- it tends to work. To
answer your question, though, I kind of do feel that writing these days is
much more punk rock than picking up a guitar. When little kids like my niece
and nephew, wee ones, start telling me how they love Good Charlotte and
Advil Levine or whatever her name is, and how "punk rock" they are, I
figure it's time to do something their third grade minds can't do yet. Like
write a book. That's at least fifth grade!
Splendid: Are there any more installments planned of young George
Tabb's adventures?
George Tabb: Hopefully, yes. If this book does well (everyone,
please buy it!) I'll be able to do more. I'm already figuring out my second
and third books. I just hope I'm lucky and blessed enough to be able to put
them out one day, like this one. My life, after this book, just got weirder
and weirder! So let's keep our fingers crossed!
Splendid: How much of this material is true, and how much of it is
fictionalised? If your dad really was this bad, it's a wonder he didn't get
turned over to child protective services. Were there really that many
beatings?
George Tabb: It's all true. Only some names in the book have been
changed to protect, well, me. Those bullies. Who knows if they'll ever read
the thing? And if they do, I don't really feel like getting beat up again by
them! Plus, these days people have guns! About my dad....he was an evil
prick, but you have to remember, during the time this book took place,
there really wasn't a Child Protective Services. In fact, teachers were
allowed to hit kids in school. I did threaten my dad with going to the
police or a guidance counselor at school, but he told me if I did, he'd chop
me to pieces with an ax while I slept. Hence the cover of the book, a
reproduction of a picture I drew for the school shrink in second grade. They
said, "Draw a picture of you and your mommy and daddy". That's what they
got. Of course they called my father in, who, after the meeting, told me if
I ever did anything like that again, he'd use a chainsaw to make the pain
last longer. Nice guy. Also, I was always threatened with military school
and my dad would tell me I'd end up in Vietnam where'd they'd make me a man
or kill me. And either one was fine with him. So I really didn't know who I
could turn to -- as you can read in the book. Of course, if this were today,
and I was aware enough to know about CPS, I'd turn him in in a heartbeat. In
all truth, though, I still dream about him every night. And how'd I'd like
to kill him. It's all lovely, don't you think?
Splendid: Are you still close with your siblings? Did they follow
career paths as influenced by the punk and DIY aesthetics as much as yours?
George Tabb: Pffffttt!!!! When I started with The Punk Rock, they
thought I was nuts. Obviously, they didn't get it. It just made me more of a
black sheep. But one with a black leather jacket. So I was a cool black
sheep. My brothers took different career paths, and I am so proud of both of
them. They are successful in their own fields -- and played the cards they
were dealt very well. I still talk to both of them at least once a month. As
for my step-sisters, they, I believe, never really got beyond my father's
dogmatic rhetoric. Which is sad. There is so much beauty and greatness in
the world. To hold the view my father did, and step-cunt still does, well,
that's sad.
Splendid: How much do you attribute your punk musician/television
program producer/writer career to your upbringing, and how much of it was
the era in which you were brought up?
George Tabb: Hmmmmm. I actually do consider myself raised by Mr. C
on Happy Days, Mama Partridge on The Partridge Family, Mike Brady, and of
course The Skipper on Gilligan's Island. Oh, Aunt May from Spider-man, too.
Once I realized my dad and his new wife were totally loony, I had to find
role models somewhere, and these were the closest ones. Besides Nick, my
step-father, and my Mom, of course -- which is all written about in the book!
When I first heard punk rock I was like "Whoa -- this is the best thing I've
ever heard", and it still steers my life today. Punk, to me, especially The Ramones, was
about Family. A Happy Family. One I never had. But we'll get to that....in
the next book I hope!
Splendid: I have a Jewish friend from Queens who does "George and
Muffy the Presbyterians at the Country Club" routine every time he talks
about the town in Connecticut where he just moved. He says that most
Connecticutters are whitebread Christians who can't imagine an alternate
reality. Do you think you'd have followed the same path if you'd grown up
anywhere besides Greenwich, Connecticut? Would you have experienced the same
amount of prejudice, or do you think it was worse there? Do you think those
experiences made you more creative?
George Tabb: Does your friend keep a still jaw when he does his
impressions? I think Greenwich totally helped make me what I am today. That,
and my dad. With all that hate, I'm thinking I'm lucky I'm not a serial
killer. Then again, we can all hate our pasts, and most of us can learn
from it so we don't repeat it. I think that's the key. No matter how bad
things are, we can all do positive things in the world. And we should.
That's why humanity is. As far as the creative part goes...I think I owe
that to my mom. Her side of the family was always a bit wacky. Which is
very cool. My mom actually wrote a song for The Village
People years ago. They never played it, but loved it. Now that is
punk rock!
Splendid: Where's the first place you lived after Greenwich? Did
it feel like an escape -- or was it a planned escape?
George Tabb: You're getting into second book territory now.
Tallahassee, Florida. If Greenwich was bad, Tallahassee was out of this
world. Really!
Splendid: Do you still live in Arizona now? Has that experience
provided any new material for books?
George Tabb: You betcha. I've been outta New York for about a year
now, and this place is great! It's still 1978! Same songs on the radio. Same
mullets. And the same cheerleaders. It brings back such mammaries. Um, errr,
memories. Actually, there are lots of smart people here...and I'm finding a
lot of lost people come to the desert to find themselves. I think that's
what I'm doing. Oh, and getting a nice tan at the same time.
Splendid: What book most influenced you as a kid? What book or
which writer most influences you most as a writer?
George Tabb: I'd have to say The Catcher In The Rye.
Typical, yes, but it's true. That and Lord Of The Flies. Then it was
on to Clive Barker books, Stephan King's The Stand, and Douglas
Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy books. Anger, horror, and most
of all, humor!
Splendid: You moved to Arizona after 9/11, so that had to be the
end of Destroy Television. Have you ever thought of returning to TV as a
creative medium? You've also acted in movies, reviewed video games, written
this
book, written on the staff of several music and lifestyle magazines, written
freelance for a slew of others, run your own bands (multiples: Furious
George, False Prophets, Letch Patrol, The Gynecologists, Iron Prostate),
written their songs... it's a hard call for admirers to
clap or fall over in contact exhaustion. Are there any creative fronts you
haven't explored yet that interest you?
George Tabb: First of all, thanks so much for the kind words. It
all sounds like a lot on paper (or computer), but it's just life. You create
as you go along. To me, I've not done nearly enough. There are always things
that interest me. I still wish I became a cop, so I could catch murderers
and stuff. I'd be a great detective, just like Lenny Brisco. Then again,
I've always wanted to run a huge corporation, and funnel all the money into
the arts and helping others out. I think creative fronts can be anything
from Doctor, to Lawyer to Indian Chief. It's just how you do it. Oh, I also
want to be an astronaut. Fly a space ship, you know, like on Star Trek.
That's my one true dream I'd really like to see come true. Yes, I'm nuts.
Splendid: Jägermeister and Bud is a drink combination I'd never
thought to make. In my experience nothing combines well with Jäg, and the
only place to drink Jäg is on your knees, because you'll be there soon
anyway. Got any drink combinations you would earnestly recommend?
George Tabb: Fuckin Jägermeister. Mint vomit in a bottle. Yeah, it
fucks you up fast...but you pay. Now tequila -- there's a real punk's drink.
And you can't mix it with anything else. Just drink it straight...and maybe,
just maybe, after a couple of shots, you can down a beer. The stuff makes me
all wound up and yelling and funny and stuff, and I love it. Of course, for
the next two days, I swear to myself never to drink it again. Jägermeister
on your knees...never thought of it that way. Good idea!
Splendid: My goal isn't to nauseate you, but it wouldn't be a punk
interview if I didn't ask a political question. Did you ever get back to
watching the 9/11 hearings? Have you read any of the web site
http://www.9-11commission.gov/ ?
George Tabb: Yeah...I'm still reading that stuff and getting
angry. I still talk to lawyers involved in the whole thing and try to help
out as much as possible. It is a fucking disgrace what The Bush White House
did in covering up the environmental issues surrounding the twin tower
attacks. It makes me so angry I actually need medication. But I'll still
fight for NYC's right for clean air, and the right for everyone to survive.
I can't help it. Even if it kills me. But the news every day just gets worse.
The one thing I'd really like to point out is how the fire-fighters, New
York's Bravest, are being fucked the most. These guys died and risked their
lives for their fellow human beings, and now they can't even get health care?
They make a statue of them and can't help feed their kids? The fucking
shame. It's beyond despicable.
Splendid: Do you have any predictions about the election? What
will you do, depending on the outcome? A friend of mine is waiting to see
what happens before she decides whether or not to move back to the States.
I've applied
for a job out of the country, hoping that by the time the job comes to an
end things will be a bit better back here (the job lasts three years). Or do you
think it's better to stay and slog it out? Do you think this tense political
environment at least has the benefit of fostering better creativity (I'm
thinking of late '70s, early '80s Britain here)?
George Tabb: This is the worst time in American history I think
we've ever had. This war is a joke -- we are going after the wrong people,
and the President is a fascist without the bad mustache. But you know what?
Maybe Americans want that. Like Devo said, "Freedom of choice is what you want, Freedom
from choice is what you really want!" I'm not thinking of leaving this
great country because some scumbag subverts the constitution, I'm thinking
it's time to take our country back. Vote against Bush. I'm not sure Kerry is
a lot better -- that whole "Skull & Bones" shit fratboy mentality scares the
living hell out of me, but it's got to be better than what we have now. Last
night I had this great idea -- the Democrats should change their name to "The
Conservatives" and then start calling the Republicans "Evil Liberals".
Since Bush has made this a semantic election, anyway, why not turn the
tables on the administration? Could you imagine? What could Bush say? "The
Conservatives are evil?" Ha! And dumb people will vote "conservative" just
because it says that word!
Splendid: What advice would you give to a creative kid?
George Tabb: Don't keep your day job for too long. It may lead to
a career. And if it's something that is not letting you be you, then you'll
regret it forever. I suggest everyone should make their own fanzines, make
their own art. Experiment with life. You only get to go around once....so
try everything. See what you like and don't like. In the immortal words of
Dr. Frank-N-Furter, "Don't Dream It, Be It!"
Splendid: Your book reads like you were just kicking back and
telling stories to friends over beer, and the conversational tone is one of
my favorite things about it. What did you like most about writing the
book? How many drafts did you write?
George Tabb: That's exactly how I want the book to come off. Thank
you! Right on! I think reading should be fun, not just something you do in
school. As far as drafts, there were plenty. Bud, Rolling Rock, Fosters,
Molsons...oh, book -- not beer. Lots. Too many. But not enough. I want
it to be right!
-- Jenn Sikes
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About the Publisher:
Soft Skull Press is fearless, progressive, punk-rock/hip-hop literature. Based in New York City's Lower East Side, they publish the history, pop culture studies, art, poetry and fiction that fuel the vanguard.
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