I had the exact same feelings when I had my picture taken with him. It was like “OH MY GOD I’M TOUCHING DAVID BYRNE WHY IS MY FACE DOING THAT WUUHHHH”
YES. Like I love St. Vincent and her music a whole lot but I obviously wasn’t as excited about meeting here because… Well… DAVID BYRNE. And by the time I met her I was just in this state of “oh my god I just met David Byrne” bliss, which makes for perfect photogenic-ness. But then of course when I met him I was just like, ecstatic (especially after the whole thing where I almost didn’t get a picture with him) and it shows because I look super dumb. I wasn’t even thinking about how I looked and then the flash went off and I was like “OH YEAH, HA, THE WHOLE REASON I WAS STANDING NEXT TO HIM WAS TO TAKE A PICTURE.”
BUT. WHEN DID YOU MEET HIM?! AHH. I WANT TO SEE.