Talking Heads
Remain In Light

THE REVIEW

Describing the Talking Heads, David Byrne and their creations, is like contemplating in total beauty all the works of Salvador Dalí.

A perfect example? Their greatest masterpiece... "Remain in light" a blend of surrealism in motion, overflowing with the utmost imagination, pure plasmatic schizophrenia, a mix of impulses, repressed and hidden desires, unrestrained by a consciousness endowed with reason, which, once easily overcome, creates hyper-realistic images and sounds, the movement of the unconscious emerging in the paranoid and sensory hallucinations and delusions, where there is no explanation for any limit or measure, ensuring that music takes shape only thanks to the rationalization of the delirium (of David Byrne) and it is precisely from this surrealism that albums of great and complex illusionistic fantasy were born, always amazing due to their artificial growth and realization. Both in videos and concerts, we can find expanded spaces with an impressive amount of objects, combining irrational men who become elements of dismay. Therefore, this concentration of combinations becomes, at the source of the discourse, a distinctly paranoid and brilliant process.

The Talking Heads - in general - and on this album also Brian Eno create the true psychological depth approach in contrast between the real and the abstract where everything leads one to believe that there exists a point of the spirit where life and death, the real and the imaginary, the past and the future, the transmittable and the intransmissible, the high and the low, and so on, cease to perceive themselves contradictorily. Eight visionary and artistic works to admire, listen to, preserve, but above all to understand. A crossroads between ethnic genius and electronic manipulation, driving percussion and tribal vocalism, splattered guitars and keyboards heading for uncertain destinations.

"Born Under Punches (The Heat Goes On)" refrains of spiritual choruses from unexplored jungles, to emulate a space zoo, between rhythmic funk and percussion that pins you to the wavy chair of a psychiatrist more out of his mind than his patient, to describe it? Impossible - "Crosseyed And Painless" are we talking madness? Good, let's continue, centered riffs caressed by Eno's bass, the rhythm impossible to control, cowbells, guitars, and keyboards flutter like butterflies intoxicated by galvanizing acids - "The Great Curve" and we proceed to great heights, a frenetic stew that needs to find a closer form to sweeten the run of these talking heads - "Once In A Lifetime" a scream out into the night, a sort of voice and choirs anguished by keyboards and African rhythms, an idiosyncrasy towards an ectoplasmic funky guitar - "Houses In Motion" trumpeting dance of a tribal reggae topographic, "unpleasant, irritating and whiny" the refrains of horns, that seem like mosquitoes buzzing in your ear - "Seen And Not Seen" fantastic ritual dance where Byrne centers himself in the circle almost to deify himself - "Listening Wind" psychedelic ethno-ambient ballad where sounds and rhythm evoke distant and visionary places and where the voice is in prayer - "The Overload" a closure of nightmarish gloom contrasting with the rest of the tracks, but if it were not so, I would not have spoken of sublime surrealism.

Ingenious, delirious and as Salvador Dalí said.......... "I am not crazy, but the others, they are."