The Heads Were The Only Band On

Maybe It's Naïve, But I Would Love To Believe That Once You Grow To Love Some Aspect Of A Culture-its Music, For Instance -you Can Never Again Think Of The People Of That Culture As Less Than Yourself. I Would Like To Believe That If I Am Deeply Moved By A Song Originating From Some Place Other Than My Own Homeland, Then I Have In Some Way Shared An Experience With The People Of That Culture. I Have Been Pleasantly Contaminated. I Can Identify In Some Small Way With It And Its People.

Why Not Invest In The Future Of Music, Instead Of Building Fortresses To Preserve Its Past?

I Don't Care How Impossible It Seems.

Having Unlimited Choices Can Paralyze You Creatively.

That's The One For My Tombstone... Here Lies David Byrne. Why The Big Suit?