Adam Sweeting
Saturday April 10, 2004
The Guardian
While the Talking Heads catalogue has been repackaged more often
than the government's immigration policy, David Byrne has kept moving
decisively forwards as photographer, entrepreneur, author and musician.
His recent album, Grown Backwards, is among the most surprising
and gratifying things he's ever done, proving that there is a heart
where once there seemed to be only circuitry. On his current tour,
he surveys the breadth of his career, from Talking Heads to music
he wrote for dance companies or movie soundtracks to the new songs,
and it's striking how successfully he makes it sound all of a piece.
Even during his most exotic excursions south of the equator, helping
himself to some rhumba or cha-cha-cha or a collaboration with Caetano
Veloso, Byrne has managed to take his geeky persona along for the
trip, so the guide remains at least partially familiar.
Around him are drums, bass, percussion and the six-piece Tosca Strings,
the latter providing prologues, counterpoints and instrumental colours
in places where Byrne might once have used a variety of synthetic
processes. During Blind, the strings played nervy upward swoops
and simmering crescendos. They added an all-new introduction to
Life During Wartime, wrung a twist of pathos from Glass Concrete
& Stone, and sounded appropriately raddled during Byrne's quixotic
massacre of Verdi's Un di Felice.
But even when he loiters in the shadows, Byrne manages to remain
the centre of attention. It's never clear whether his dance routines
are an expression of joy, a cry for help or mere choreography. Sometimes
he just skips from side to side, at others it's as if the top half
of his body was suspended from the ceiling while the bottom half
runs around on a spinning platform.
But it heightens the impact of the best songs. I Zimbra twitched
and juddered, She Only Sleeps was engagingly tongue in cheek, and
Once in a Lifetime sounded huge even though only four musicians
were playing it. It all added up to the sound of a musician rejuvenated.
At Usher Hall, Edinburgh (0131-228 1155), tonight, and touring.
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