At this point, David Byrne took control of the Talking Heads and essentially relegated Frantz, Harrison and Weymouth to backing musicians. Musically, the Heads down-scaled to straightforward acoustic pop; without interesting textures Little Creatures is fully reliant on Byrne’s songwriting. Little Creatures spawned some excellent singles, but some of the album tracks are flat, and overall it was their weakest album to date. The highlight is ‘Road to Nowhere’, an innovative combination of acapella nihilistic lyrics, washboards, and accordions, while the harmonised ‘And She Was’ is almost as memorable. Elsewhere, Byrne’s lyrics are strong; ‘Stay Up Late’ scores with hilarious lyrics about a deviant baby sitter, while ‘The Lady Don’t Mind’ features faux-naive lyrics about the fringe benefits of pop stardom. Otherwise, Little Creatures is a surprisingly dull effort from a group who could previously be relied upon to be interesting; Little Creatures has some great songs, but altogether it documents the Talking Heads past their prime.