Talking Heads TALKING HEADS: 77 Debut Album SIRE RECORDS MINT ORIGINAL LP

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From Sire Records (SR 6036), this is TALKING HEADS: 77 

by TALKING HEADS, an original US pressing from 

September 16, 1977; playing time, 38:37. Jacket is NEAR MINT on the front, on the back has two surface scratches that show white--see pictures--otherwise the overall condition is MINT on everything; 

the deep groove LP play grades MINT. 

Original inner sleeve is included and is in beautiful condition (see photographs). 

A fine piece for collecting or playing. 

Personnel[edit]

Adapted from the album's liner notes.[18]

Talking Heads

• David Byrne – guitar, lead vocals
• Chris Frantz – drums, steel pan[19][20]
• Jerry Harrison – guitar, keyboards, backing vocals
• Tina Weymouth – bass guitar

Production

• Tony Bongiovi – producer
• Lance Quinn – producer
• Talking Heads – producers
• Ed Stasium – engineer
• Joe Gastwirt – mastering
• Mick Rock - photography

·       THIS IS THE ORIGINAL, AUTHENTIC, FIRST U.S. PRESSING; THIS IS NOT A REISSUE, AN IMPORT, OR A COUNTERFEIT PRESSING. 

·        (?PLEASE SEE THE IMAGE OF THE COVER, LABEL OR BOTH, SHOWN BELOW)

(Note: this is a REAL image of the ACTUAL item you are bidding on. This is NOT a "recycled" image from our previous auction. What you see is what you'll get.  GUARANTEED!)

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 Though they were the most highly touted new wave band to emerge from the CBGB's scene in New York, it was not clear at first whether Talking Heads' Lower East Side art rock approach could make the subway ride to the midtown pop mainstream successfully. The leadoff track of the debut album, Talking Heads: 77, "Uh-Oh, Love Comes to Town," was a pop song that emphasized the group's unlikely roots in late-'60s bubblegum, Motown, and Caribbean music. But the "Uh-Oh" gave away the group's game early, with its nervous, disconnected lyrics and David Byrne's strained voice. All pretenses of normality were abandoned by the second track, as Talking Heads finally started to sound on record the way they did downtown: the staggered rhythms and sudden tempo changes, the odd guitar tunings and rhythmic, single-note patterns, the non-rhyming, non-linear lyrics that came across like odd remarks overheard from a psychiatrist's couch, and that voice, singing above its normal range, its falsetto leaps and strangled cries resembling a madman trying desperately to sound normal. Talking Heads threw you off balance, but grabbed your attention with a sound that seemed alternately threatening and goofy. The music was undeniably catchy, even at its most ominous, especially on "Psycho Killer," Byrne's supreme statement of demented purpose. Amazingly, that song made the singles chart for a few weeks, evidence of the group's quirky appeal, but the album was not a big hit, and it remained unclear whether Talking Heads spoke only the secret language of the urban arts types or whether that could be translated into the more common tongue of hip pop culture. In any case, they had succeeded as artists, using existing elements in an unusual combination to create something new that still managed to be oddly familiar. And that made Talking Heads: 77 a landmark album.