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Ten years after they called it quits and 15 years after Jonathan Demme's groundbreaking concert film first ran, this expanded reissue of the original STOP MAKING SENSE soundtrack seems as strange and new as the Heads did back in the dark, Reagan-era day. Minimal but soulful, angular but always fluid and naturally groovy, this is the best white pop band of the new wave era making flippy floppy with a loose and loving sense of intellectual cool Steve Malkmus would kill for. Adding classics like the galloping headrush "Thank You for Sending Me An Angel," the taut, James Brown-goes-dada "Found a Job," and the pricelessly sweet "This Must Be the Place (Naïve Melody)" to an original lineup that included "Once in a Lifetime," "Burning Down the House," and "Psycho Killer," this is a key collector's piece for any fan and an excellent intro for newcomers. (It even features an ace run through the Tom Tom Club's hip-hop classic "Genius of Love"!) You can almost see David Byrne in his size-99 suit, looking like a stockbroker from Neptune as he stood at the edge of the stage wondering, "Well, how did I get here?" Sure, the synth-stylized music's chilly spaciousness and the band's reticence to rock out can seem alienating, but they never claimed to be a party band -- and that geek-chic, loner vibe was always part of the appeal now, wasn't it? Jon Dolan, Barnes & Noble