{"id":9038,"date":"2023-07-06T23:10:29","date_gmt":"2023-07-07T05:10:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/qualityofmercy.com\/blog\/?p=9038"},"modified":"2023-11-15T04:16:47","modified_gmt":"2023-11-15T11:16:47","slug":"byrne-bomb-theater-of-the-mind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/qualityofmercy.com\/blog\/2023\/07\/06\/byrne-bomb-theater-of-the-mind\/","title":{"rendered":"Byrne Bomb: Theater of the Mind"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

What follows is my reflection on David Byrne and Mala Gaonkar’s Theater of the Mind<\/em>, which I saw six months ago, and while it moved me, I haven’t until now taken the time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n

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In the grand scheme of things, I’m not much of a Byrne-aphile. I did see Talking Heads on their second album tour in 1978, at the Roxy (did not get the USA-shaped souvenir badge, dang it), and at The Palladium on their 1982 tour\u2014backed by Nona Hendryx, for whom my band Age of Consent opened a year later. The Heads’ trilogy of collaborations with Brian Eno,<\/span>1<\/sup><\/a><\/span> as well as Eno’s album with Byrne,<\/span>2<\/sup><\/a><\/span> are my favorites. Later, in 1986 at the Doolittle Theatre, I saw The Knee Plays<\/em>, Byrne’s contribution to Robert Wilson’s (unrealized) the CIVIL warS<\/em>. And I did have one slight encounter with Byrne in 1983, which I recount here<\/a>. But as Byrne got expansive, I was just as happy with Eno retreading the Heads’ “Listening Wind<\/a>” twenty-five years later via his shell-shocked “Bone Bomb<\/a>.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Watching late-night Denver news at my cousin Suzie’s in January, before I visited my wife Andrea Carney in Minnesota and moved to my apartment here at Sloan’s Lake, I saw this promo (or something like it):<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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