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I came to love Talking Heads tangentially and like many things it involved a girl. A classmate who loved Talking Heads was funny, snarky and post-punk before that was a thing, and only went to hear a particular club band because their repertoire included “Life During Wartime.” Enough late nights in the WPRB basement studying LP sleeves introduced me to the rest of their catalog, and an appreciation was born. A lifelong friend usually tags late 60s progressive music as “art rock,” but Talking Heads were the first true rock-as-art as art rock band — their music made me uncomfortable with…