Kate Bush ~ “The Dreaming”

I have spoken about Kate Bush quite often, and I will gladly do it again; because in fact, I am going to. Interesting, no? I tell you that Kate Bush is really stellar, and there is not a thing that can change this glorious fact. Certainly, many of my regular readers understand that I preach the word of Miss Bush quite often indeed, but that is simply the nature of the she-beast, oh my sassy little bros. Listen, if you do not believe me, just take a gander at the archive. I have praised lovely Kate for individual song efforts, her glorious and groundbreaking career as a whole and her first record and one of my favorites “The Kick Inside.”

There is something else, however, and that is the simple fact which I bring to you now: The other Kate Bush album I truly love is “The Dreaming.” What a lovely transitional record, something to marvel at. The ideas on the album are still ahead of their time, and even if the production is not. Give Kate credit, however, as this is the record which began her foray into producing her own works and controlling all aspects of the proceedings (Think a musical Stanley Kubrick and just as bloody reclusive). Previous efforts make her out to be a highly dramatic waif with an air of insanity surrounding her, but on “The Dreaming” it is pure insanity that does indeed reign. She is purely adult by this point and her songs reflect the change from wide-eyed child of nature to enchanting and demonic witch goddess. Classic cuts like “Sat in Your Lap,” “Suspended in Gaffa” and the title cut “The Dreaming” will be sure to give you sexy nightmares well into the afterlife.

It is telling that some cults which surround groups and artists are ultimately short-lived and generational in scope, but Miss Bush is much like The Beatles in terms of having such a strong and diverse group of followers which never seem to sway, and is the sort of cult as well which continually attracts young listeners who have an ear for good taste in music as well. The fact that Kate often sounds like a delicate yet enraged poodle, makes the proceedings that take place on her record all the more potent. Lesser tracks such as “Pull Out The Pin” and “Get Out of My House” still have many admirable traits and little psychological mysterious to be unearthed. “The Dreaming” is a strong statement for a woman simply working in the realm of Pop and was a lovely little precursor to the commercial onslaught and critical darling that was “The Hounds of Love.”

Enjoy the absolute drama and strangeness of lovely Kate:







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