Ever since I was a kid, David Byrne was around: on my parent's stereo, in my favorite movie, on MTV in the coolest videos, and later he became a symbol of the future as I looked forward to also becoming a RISD alum. The room he spent his single semester at the college was whispered about on the first day and, of course, the least worthy people got to live in it.
He's always been an unconventional genius in any of the mediums he's tried: music, filmmaking, art, writing. Even when he got total world music on me, I was like, okay, I get it and it's pretty good. Now, as a silver haired man about town, he continues to make art, music, write an online journal and perform, but I'll always be sentimental about growing up with the guy in the big suit.