It has just enough of an edge and just enough of the cheese factor to make it perfect for the dancefloor. maybe I've spent too much time in gay clubs. But you're right, nothing will touch the original.

Can somebody finally shoot motherfucking Kate Bush? Please? This woman-wolf thing can fuck off, and all her stupid art abstraction too. Seriously.

Woman-wolf? What?! Oh dear, Sarramkrop, it seems we will never agree on anything, ever...

All of Kate Bush is at least pretty good. Nearly all of Hounds Of Love is, in my view, indispensable. How anyone with any sort of appreciable taste and any semblance of a record collection cannot acknowledge this borders on being beyond my capacity to understand. And I can't help but blatantly pigeonhole Mr. sarramkrop as someone who has never given the recording a proper listen. The ones that people have heard of, "Running Up That Hill," Cloudbusting" and the title track are good songs, but there's a few on there that are amazing. I love the title track, but I can see how some might dismiss it. Oh well, their loss. "The Big Sky" is infectious; her scream in the outro is geniuinely wild. It's about a million times more real than the supposedly "weird" junk that people on this board routinely cream over. Ditto to "Jig of Life." "Mother Stands For Comfort" is enchanting and haunting. "Waking The Witch" is truly disturbing. "Watching Me Without You" turns the ballad on its head and is audio joy encapsulated. What a voice! What a talent! What a musical vision! Kate Bush is clearly a devotee of art, not contrivance, so forgive me for taking offence at simple dismissals (like "This woman-wolf thing can fuck off, and all her stupid art abstraction too") of such a special artist.

The same person, as far as I recollect, digs on Diamanda Galas. To have the nerve to characterize Kate as a "wolf-woman" put-on and be a fan of Diamanda (who is largely a put-on) is wholly incongruous.

I agree with you totally here Atari. Though I rate The Dreaming as Bush's most engrossing record, tracks on Hounds of Love like Under Ice and Mother Stands For Comfort are some of the darkest, most mysterious tracks I've come across.



And by the way guys, Ms. Grace Jones returneth!:
http://www.roundhouse.org.uk/whats-o...ace-jones-2718

What he said.

Stupid Tori Amos wannabe.

But what if there's an individual who thinks both Diamanda and Bush are genius (of a very small sort)? Does s/he win? I don't think Bush is 'put-on'; neither do I think the same of Bush. We all say rash bullshit, surely? Haven't you noticed that Herr 'marras uses hyperbole at her discretion? Surely you can't take anything she says to be of the utmost personal consision?

Genuine question dude.

I used to be a fan of the Kate Bush until I realised it was just her nipples I liked.

This is by no means the only time I've made this mistake.

I am that man. Where's my fucking medal people?

I think Kate Bush is a good artist, for all I care, her pixie-like immagination just doesn't happen to collide with mine. Nothing more deep than that, seriously. I bet she's a nice person and puts all her heart in what she does. Just because I think that her work is a bunch of smelly arse it's not going to bother her in any way. After all, she wins for having a body of work which I don't have (yet), but that shouldn't stop me thinking that her music is like listening to liquid shite.

They're well expressed and for the most part agreeable sentiments Sarramkrop, but I can't agree her imagination is always 'pixie-like'. I mean, sure as shit can be, I find her early stuff overly feminine, insepid and, yes, "pixie-like". But with tracks like Breathing, where she takes on the persona of a foetus getting liquified in a nuclear holocaust, this phrase is very inappropriate.

Fucking poetry man. Fucking poetry.

If those lyrics had not being written by Kate Bush someone would have already pointed out already that they are merely soft porn literature.

I know this dress I'm wearing doesn't hide the secret I have tried concealing
When he left he promised me that he'd be back by the time it was revealing
The sun behind a cloud just casts the crawling shadow o'er the fields of clover
And time is running out for me I wish that he would hurry down from Dover

He's been gone so long when he left the snow was deep upon the ground
And I have seen a spring and summer pass and now the leaves are turning brown
And any time a tiny face will show itself 'cause waiting's almost over
But I won't have a name to give it if he doesn't hurry down from Dover

My folks weren't understanding when they found out they sent me from the home place
My daddy said if folks found out he'd be ashamed to ever show his face
My mamma said I was a fool and she did not believe it when I told her
That everything would be all right 'cause soon he would be coming down from Dover

I loved him more than anything and I could not refuse him when he needed me
He was the only one I'd loved and I just can't believe that he was using me
He couldn't leave me here like this I know it can't be so it can't be over
He wouldn't make me go through this so long, oh he'll be coming down from Dover

My body aches the time is here it's lonely in this place where I'm lyin'
Our baby has been born but something's wrong it's much too still I hear no cryin'
I guess in some strange way she knew she'd never have a father's arms to hold her
And dying was her way of telling me he wasn't coming down from Dover

Mmm.

Exactly. And they're the same people that described Malcolm McLaren's 'Waltz Darling' as 'groundbreaking'.

I wuv Kate Bush and your comment made me cry like a small girl who's just dropped her ice cream.

Still, I always have my soprano sax to soothe my troubled nerves...toot toot too-toot.

like a rat up a drainpipe

in Grace's wahini....go get it.

Welcome!