CBGB. 1975. The heart of the American Punk movement revolved around this small, disgusting space. Bands like The Ramones, Blondie, and Patti Smith co-existed and flourished. And so did art-rockers Talking Heads. Hard to believe, really, considering their style. They were kind of the original urban music hipsters.
I was never into Talking Heads growing up. I appreciated and respected them. But their style never grabbed me. That changed a couple of years ago, when a friend of mine and I, semi-buzzed, went to see “Stop Making Sense” at a local theater. I would advise you all, if you haven’t seen it already, to rent this movie. It will instantly make you a fan. Since that night, I’ve been accumulating their catalog, and can now appreciate their influence.
I would advise getting the expanded version of the album, which contains all the songs from the movie.