Back when the Talking Heads had just hit the scene with More Songs About Buildings And Food, the radio station I was working for sponsored them in concert. (They absolutely rocked the house.) It was a small station in a small town, and my friend and I were assigned "social committee" duties. After the concert we took them over to the local hot springs to relax, and then went back to their hotel room and talked until four in the morning. They were all so interesting in their own way: Chris and Tina were so friendly and down-to-earth and nice. David Byrne was just how you'd expect him to be...a bit odd but gracious and very interesting to talk to.
I am a transplanted Yankee now living in Texas and working at My U. I am a playwright and historian. Here I muse about the life academic and creative, my love of Paris and French things in general, cooking and eating, and my new passion, frugality. I am also the companion (slave) to the world's most personable cat, Jack. I ask myself every day, "What is the life of the mind"? Maybe I'll figure it out here.
One of my favorites, ever.
ReplyDeleteBack when the Talking Heads had just hit the scene with More Songs About Buildings And Food, the radio station I was working for sponsored them in concert. (They absolutely rocked the house.) It was a small station in a small town, and my friend and I were assigned "social committee" duties. After the concert we took them over to the local hot springs to relax, and then went back to their hotel room and talked until four in the morning. They were all so interesting in their own way: Chris and Tina were so friendly and down-to-earth and nice. David Byrne was just how you'd expect him to be...a bit odd but gracious and very interesting to talk to.