"The Little Green Men" is the pseudonym given to a class of extraterrestrials from an unknown part of outer space that has been spotted playing their groovy tunes in the Midwest region of the United States. This website exists to document sightings of the men in hopes that some day they might be captured by authorities and studied for the sake of science and funk.

███████ ██ ████████, former head of the United States Astrobiological Authority once declared the musicality of the then-unnamed and at-large aliens "a cause for national concern and a threat to all human life," before he disappeared for two weeks under mysterious circumstances. When he returned home, he was shuffling his feet and humming the undeniably catchy tunes of the band, with his entire life disposition having been fundamentally altered. He refused to comment to colleagues or reporters and resigned from his position days later. The evidence from these cases lead to one conclusion--those that witness a show from this extraterrestrial coalition never witness something quite like it again.

The group's sound is reported to have been based in funk and jazz, but also has heavy influences of blues, pop, fusion, and folk music. The specimen's original compositions are not only irresistibly catchy, but also boast an intricate complexity that defies earthly conventions, creating a show so funky,  the U.S government has deemed the group a national security threat. 

STATUS: ON HIATUS

After three years and 25+ sightings together as "the Little Green Men," the "Ivoryman," the "Snack," "Jazzcelyn Goodwind," "Bing Chillin'," the "Birdman," "Scary Harries," and the "Honkmaster" are officially going on indefinite hiatus as a performing band. According to authorities, the green men have been spotted separately near parts of Lake Michigan, the Great Plains, and the Appalachian Mountains, allegedly in order to evade swift capture by the U.S. government for experimentation and testing. The band has scattered across the states, but still has plans to communicate using their highly advanced funknology, considering future coalescence in their home galaxy of Andromeda.

The group is considered by many as one of the greatest alien musical acts to grace the Midwest, and their separate endeavors and remotely created projects are planned to be hosted on this website and other LGM-sighting social platforms well into the future. As the fervent, ceaseless passage of time never fails to prove, all good things must come to an end, though somewhere out there, in a bar in rural Appalachia, a jazz club in good ol' Chicago, or an open mic out in the sticks, you might find an unusual-looking fellow, short and green-skinned, with large, glassy eyes and webbed appendages, blowing on a saxophone or a trumpet and playing something familiar: "You've Got a Grip on Me," "Strange, Strange Love," "Moon Rider," or "Second Place." If the sound is good, and the vibes are just right, you know to a certainty that you've just spotted one of the Little Green Men.