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.
Hello again
Yes indeed my friend
I can tell
Goin' get together again
I could be right
I could b ewrong
I feel nice when I sing this song
And I don't mind
Whatever happens is fine
Baby likes to keep on playing . . .
What do I know, what do I know?
Wilder than the place we live in . . .
I'll take you there, I'll take you there
I don't mind some slight disorder . . .
Pull up the roots pull up the roots
And I know ev'ry living creature . .
Pull up the roots, pull up the roots
And I know you
I understand what you do
Yes, indeed
I put the hat on my head
Come outa your mess
Bring yourself in
I feel nice when I start to sing
And I can see
Ev'ryone else is like me
Towns that dissapeared completely . . .
Pull up the roost, pull up the roots
Miles and miles of endless highway . . .
Pull up the roost, pull up the roots
Colored lights and shiney curtains . . .
I'll take you there, I'll take you there
Ev'rything has been forgiven . . .
Pull up the roost, pull up the roots
Well I have a good time . . . when I go out of my mind
And it's a wonderful place . . . and I can't wait to be there
And I hear beautiful sounds . . . coming outa the ground
Gonna take us a while . . . but we'll go hundreds of times
Baby likes to keep on playing . . .
What d'you know? what d'you I know?
Wilder than the place we live in . . .
I'll take you there, I'll take you there
And I don't mind some slight disorder . . .
Pull up the roots pull up the roots
And no more time for talkin' it over . . .
Pull up the roots, pull up the roots
Well I have a good time . . . when I go out of my mind
And it's a wonderful place . . . and I can't wait to be there
And I hear beautiful sounds . . . coming outa the ground