Today it seems like huge segments of the music industry revolve entirely around the craft of sampling; it’s been so abused it can’t even be called an art anymore. So it’s hard to picture a time when the idea of using a piece of someone else’s work as a building block for your own was unheard of. But in 1981, when Brian Eno and David Byrne decided they would make an entire album from musical ‘found objects’, this was a thing that had never been done before. Little did they know what they wrought upon the world. However, the musical stylings of every two-bit rapper who’s ever ridden a borrowed groove to the top of the jukebox couldn’t be farther away from the original experiment, which remains unrivaled in sheer weirdness. My Life In the Bush of Ghosts didn’t bear much resemblance to sellable popular music in 1981, and still doesn’t.