I associate certain music with specific parts of my life. So do you.
Sometimes, it's a good thing that certain bands die. I mean, Mr. Mister was, um, okay... and they certainly defined an era, but I'm glad they're not putting out albums anymore. Some bands, like the Talking Heads, broke up after a long and amazing run. Just after the turn of the millenium, three of my favorite bands split up: Soundgarden, Rage Against the Machine, and The Jesus Lizard. I was sad... but they, like me, had gotten older, and moved in new directions.
So my point here is that Kate Bush just released her first album in like, 12 years. And it's messing with my musical head. I mean: for me, she was done. She had given me weird, interesting albums like "The Dreaming," an absolute classic in "Hounds of Love," and CDs scattered with occasional gems with "The Kick Inside" and "The Sensual World."
By way of preliminary review: Ms. Bush ruined a bunch of songs by interspersing maniacal laughter (once) and layering overbearing bird noises (a whole CD of the 2 CD set). In general, though, I'm finding it surprisingly disconcerting to process new music from her...
Just a minor ramble from a stressed-out papa.
Love to all. Even you, Mr. David Yow.
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I just saw an old Kate Bush video being riffed on in an old rerun of Beavis and Butthead. As with many such treatments, I was unable to take Bush seriously after that. "Mr. Bungholio and his Twirling Fart-Knockers"... hehe.
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