I recently bumped into David (he of Talking Heads fame) at a conference. Our paths have crossed before, we share a few friends, I'm a big fan and he uses permission marketing to sell his records now. I said "hi."
David's eyes flashed, he turned his shoulders, muttered something and rushed away.
What did I say? What did I do? Why he is upset with me?
Of course, David Byrne isn't angry with me. David Byrne doesn't even remember who I am. In fact, David Byrne was busy, or late, or trying to figure ...
Published on April 30, 2010 02:18