RIGHT TO THE CHIN

They finally issued the Talking Heads' best album on CD after 22 years so I can now officially stop buying music for the rest of my life.

After 22 years of listening to cassette and vinyl copies of 1982's The Name Of This Band Is Talking Heads, I can now cry quietly ask my desk, enjoying the sounds of a double-CD set (with 15 bonus tracks!!!) that makes subsequent Heads' material--namely "Stop Making Sense"--wholly anticlimactic and unrewarding. This is the real deal, folks.

I remember a 1990 issue of the now-defunct CD Review magazine, where readers voted this among the albums they most wanted to see on CD. And that was 14 years ago. Rumor is, David Byrne held it up all these years.

Punk.

An aside: When will David Byrne realize that his ENTIRE solo catalog PALES in comparison to his Talking Heads work? (Kinda like much of Sting's catalog, now that I think of it.) Get off your high horse, Dave, and reunite with the band that MADE you.

Thank you. That is all.