Talking Heads: True Stories
Imagine if, in 1985 or so, all four members of the Talking Heads were abducted by aliens who accidentally erased their memories, and then their A&R guy at EMI Records found them wandering in a pasture somewhere, so he loaded them into his Beemer and played the entire Talking Heads back catalog for them and said, “now go back in the studio and make the record that that band would make.” True Stories would be that record: an album made to be a TH album by people who know what it should sound like, but nonetheless misses the mark. The single from this one, “Wild Wild Life,” was all over the radio station I listened to growing up, which may explain why I was so late in developing an appreciation of the general greatness of the Talking Heads.
(The These Are My Records series is a continuation of a Tumblr blog I used to have. The conceit was that I’d review all the albums in my collection in no more than four sentences each. I’ve recently moved all those posts to this blog, so if you look around a bit, you’ll find them.)