That's David Byrne from the Talking Heads concert film Stop Making Sense. DB is unspeakably sublime in this film; you'd be hard-pressed to identify a better front-man act outside of Elvis. Don't believe me? Check this:
And it gets even better when he, um, interviews himself and tries to explain half of the clicky genius coursing through his head:
So the challenge here is to find that gigantic grey/blue-tinted suit and rig up some kind of coat-hanger apparatus to keep the shoulders up. I figure there's about a 0.02% chance that anyone on the entire ASU campus will have any clue as to what I am, but at least I'll be awesome in my own head. Maybe I'll carry my acoustic around and just play Psycho Killer all day.
So, these are the thoughts that occupy my head. It occurs to me that the entirety of Stop Making Sense is on Youtube, so here's a little concert list. Just a brilliant, brilliant flick if you're ever in the mood for early 80s excellence. Here ya go:
Stop Making Sense - Talking Heads (1984)
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Psycho Killer
Heaven
Thank You For Sending Me an Angel
Found a Job
Slippery People
Burning Down the House
Life During Wartime
Making Flippy Floppy
Swamp
What a Day That Was
This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)
Once in a Lifetime
Genius of Love
Girlfriend Is Better
Take Me to the River
Crosseyed and Painless
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