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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.
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