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.
I have tried marijuana
I get nervous every time
There will come a knockin' at the door
Why is everybody makin' eyes at me ?
I don't want to know
Excuse and pardon me
Stay for a while
Maybe we'll never
meet again
I can see my lifetime piling up
I can see the days turn into nights
I can see the people on the street
Open those windows up
- A hundred floors below me
Pilin' those houses up
Pilin' them higher, higher, higher
I can feel them swayin' back and forth
Building it higher, higher
- This tower's leaning over
I got bad coordination
Stuck a pencil in my eye
I can hardly wait to get back home
Why is everybody gettin' paranoid ?
I's only havin' fun
Scum bags and superstars
Tell me your names
I'll make a bet, you're
both the same
I can see my lifetime pilin' up
Reaching from my bedroom to the stars
I can see the house where I was born
When I was growin' up... they say that
I could never keep my trousers up
I remember days and crazy nights
Are there any pirates on this ship ?
And if they sober up - they’ll have us
Home by morning
Cry, cry, cry
It's just you and I -
Like an automobile
with no one at the wheel
Spinning out of control
We're all over the road
In our sexy machine
Oh, all the passengers scream
Scream, scream !
I can see my lifetime pilin' up
I can see it smashin' into yours
It was not an accident at all
Open your window up - I hear you laughin'
Going one two three four five
Goin' from the bottom to the top
Maybe I'm holding on too tight
And now I'm throwin' up
I got a funny feeling
Pilin' them houses up
Pilin' them higher, higher, higher
Building that highway to the stars
Turning the music up - Hey!