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"Stop thinking making sense makes sense," David Byrne
used to sing back in 1984, when he embodied, as a member of the
Talking Heads, a tense psycho-killer dancing in a suit five sizes
too big. Seventeen years later, at 48, and about to release, in
early May, his 13th solo album - Look into the Eyeball - David Byrne
remains the same restless being. Musician, producer, script-writer,
photographer, movie-maker, designer and visual artist, this Scotsman
who's been married with stylist Adelle Lutz for 14 years, is the
father of a teenage girl and a fan of Mutantes, Tom Zé and
the Simpsons, is a symbol of a time when artists increasingly blur
the boundaries of their creativity across several means of expression.
This is why, instead of a journalist, we invited another creator
to interview him: São Paulo-born Vik Muniz, a New York-based
photographer and artist who was featured in this very same Black
Pages section in our February issue [TRIP #86]. Vik and Byrne
talked with authority about rock'n'roll, Candomble, fame, anonymity,
biases, manias, Brazilian music, the Internet, sex, life after death,
drugs, and projects for the future. The outcome is a conversation
in which each question leads not necessarily to an answer, but rather
to another question, another creative possibility, another inquiry.
The composite Vik drew reveals an artist at the apex of his ability
to create, who never accepted labels - someone who refuses to limit
his view of art to a single dimension. What else might one expect
from David Byrne, a man who states that if he could change anything
in his body would make his face a little more cartoon-like?
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