Talking Heads, con su estilo único y experimental, dejó una marca indeleble en la historia de la música. Fundada en 1975 en Nueva York, el grupo se destacó rápidamente en la escena musical por su mezcla ecléctica de punk, rock, funk y ritmos africanos. La banda se compuso originalmente de David Byrne (voz y guitarra), Chris Frantz (batería), Tina Weymouth (bajo) y Jerry Harrison (teclados y guitarra).
David Byrne, Chris Frantz y Tina Weymouth se conocieron en la Rhode Island School of Design. Compartían intereses similares en arte y música, lo que los llevó a formar una banda llamada The Artistics. Sin embargo, al mudarse a Nueva York y para alinearse con la vibrante escena punk del CBGB, decidieron cambiar su nombre a Talking Heads.
El 8 de junio de 1975, Talking Heads debutó en CBGB como teloneros de los Ramones. Su actuación llamó la atención del crítico de música del The Village Voice, John Rockwell, quien elogió su frescura. Esta exposición les permitió firmar con Sire Records en 1976.
Su primer álbum, Talking Heads: 77, presentó al mundo su estilo inconfundible. El sencillo "Psycho Killer" se convirtió en un himno y ayudó a establecer su reputación como pioneros del nuevo sonido post-punk.
She had such tiny tears
Just like a Barbie doll
She likes to shop at Sears
And visit shopping malls
Now she's a big mamma
Tell poppa
Cry, cry, cry, cry
Old Money
Your old money doesn't matter now
Have mercy
Mercy, mercy, daddy's going fishing now
He put the bait onto his line
He's winding out his reel
Fish are swimming in the pond
Gonna let 'em sail away
He's got his eye on you
He knows just what she wants
The fish is gonna bite
She is his latest catch
'Cause he's Big Daddy
Oh, mammy
Cry, cry, cry, cry
Big Daddy
Oh, daddy's scraping bottom now
Oh, momma
Daddy, daddy, daddy does the talking now
Mesmerized like horny toads
By shiny things like jewels and gold
Throwing all their pearls to swing
Let 'em sail away
You lucky dog
You'll be on Easy Street
Drinking champagne
She gets all that she wants
His heart's desire
No more worries anymore
Like a fairy tale
Anything that she likes
I seen you do the dog
I seen you getting down
A swimming back and forth
When daddy's not around
Big Daddy
Oh, she's pretty as a picture now
Oh, momma
Oh, what a little martyr now
He knows how to drive 'em wild
One day you'd think she'd see
Saying "This is mine and this is her.
Now take that stuff away"
It's best left unspoken
One and one is two
The velvet lies sing softly
Each with a golden spoon
And she passed her time in the wind and the rain
Got a one way ticket on a Southbound train
Said baby, baby, wants to have a good time
And Big Daddy laughed
And Big Daddy smiled
Like dynamite
One fine day she'll explode
Who's laughing now?
No one sees anymore
Sneak in and out
Don't get caught running 'round
Swim back and forth