In doing a little background research on David Byrne, I came across
this post on
his journal.
IKEA is huge. We went up to the second floor where the shelves, sofas,
tables and lamps are all arrayed into tasteful little room settings —
rooms, but with mysterious tags hanging everywhere. Immediately I
thought it was like entering a videogame world. Who lives here? What do
they do? Why is that book on the table? Is that significant? Could it
be some kind of clue to the occupant’s identity?
Which of course, brought to mind
this