Sense

One of my favourite bits from ‘Stop Making Sense’. There’s something about this clip that makes my blood gurgle with excitement… something about that final shot, the three of them criss-crossing the frame as they effortlessly work that riff. Jesus! Gets me every time!

I went to see ‘Stop Making Sense’ every week for about fifteen weeks during its run at the Ambassador cinema in Dublin. They had to hire bouncers to stop people dancing, and when David Byrne ran round the stage, we ran round the Ambassador. Ah, me.

(Side note: Watch how quick Jerry Harrison’s smile disappears at the end. Hilarious!)