(image from ice cream sufferah.)
i’ve got it bad for david byrne these days. all days, really, but these days especially. something about the summertime makes me want to listen to talking heads and nothing else. end of the summertime project: explore the entire david byrne canon. first step: figure out a way to see ride, rise, roar.
ps: i once called my friend joe “david byrne, jr.” this was a ridiculous statement, of course, but joe makes rad drawings and whatnot. you should look at them.