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.
86 s This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody) Lyrics[Verse 1]
Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me around
I feel numb, born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it, the better
We'll make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground, head in the sky
It's okay, I know nothing's wrong, nothing
[Chorus 1]
Hi-yeah, I got plenty of time
Hi-yeah, you got light in your eyes
And you're standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money, always for love
Cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight
[Verse 2]
Home is where I want to be
But I guess I'm already there
I come home, she lifted up her wings
I guess that this must be the place
I can't tell one from another
Did I find you or you find me?
There was a time before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I'll be, where I'll be
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Hi-yeah, we drift in and out
Hi-yeah, sing into my mouth
Out of all those kinds of people
You got a face with a view
I'm just an animal looking for a home and
Share the same space for a minute or two
And you love me 'til my heart stops
Love me 'til I'm dead
Eyes that light up, eyes look through you
Cover up the blank spots, hit me on the head, I go
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