In 2006, someone who writes about jazz for local publications in Kansas City reviewed a show where "Blue Monk" was played. He mistook the tune for "Chattanooga Choo Choo" and enthused in print about the performance of that chestnut. Well, the first four notes are the same, but nothing else is. The guy can't even recognize blues changes, the DNA of American music?
If you know what you don't know, unlike that guy, you're already well on the way. Go 'head.