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David Byrne

The Knee Plays (Nonesuch)

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By Nicholas L. Hall

Published on January 15, 2008 at 4:36pm

Better to burn out or fade away? The current musical tendency to fetishize the past, creating new markets through nostalgia, has come up with a fresh answer to this timeless rock and roll question: the reissue. For the second year in a row, David Byrne has chosen this route, and the world is richer for it. Right on the heels of last year's re-release of My Life in the Bush of Ghosts, Nonesuch records is reissuing 1985's The Knee Plays, another chapter in Byrne's ever-evolving exploration of music across cultural boundaries. The album — originally conceived as accompaniment for the interscene sections of avant-garde director Robert Wilson's 10-hour surrealist dance/Japanese theater production CIVIL warS: a tree is best measured when it is down — comprises mostly brass-band instrumentals composed by Byrne, with occasional voice-over monologues strongly reminiscent of the odd stream-of-consciousness narrative of his 1986 feature film, True Stories. The Knee Plays will probably sound notably different for those who know Byrne's work only from the clipped guitar phrases and thick synth textures of Talking Heads. The album has no guitars or traditional rock structures, just Byrne at the height of his creative prowess, in a constant struggle to define what is interesting, beautiful, and ugly about the world.