nessus@mit-eddie.UUCP (Doug Alan) (01/11/85)
[We let the weirdness in.]
Hi! Do you like artistic rock such as Pink Floyd, Peter Gabriel, King
Crimson, or Laurie Anderson? If you do please read on. If on the
other hand you think that Michael Jackson, Asia, and Culture Club
represent the ultimate in musical experience, please swallow two
cyanide tablets (not enclosed) or just skip to the next message. Both
actions will violate the true meaning of life.
My purpose here is tell you about the best album recorded or that ever
will recorded. It is "The Dreaming" by Kate Bush. I am spending the
time to tell you about this album because unlike the Pink Floyd, Peter
Gabriel, etc., Kate Bush is little known in the U.S. and needs the
advertisement. I am also spending the time because unfortunately if
"The Dreaming" does not get more success, Kate Bush may never produce
anything nearly as good as "The Dreaming" ever again.
"The Dreaming" is Kate Bush's fourth album. She became very popular
in England with her first three albums "The Kick Inside", "Lionheart",
and "Never for Ever", which are on a bizarre fringe of Pop. With "The
Dreaming", though she totally departed from Pop to create her own area
of music. Unfortunately, "The Dreaming" was not well-received at all
in England, but strangely enough has created a small but incredibly
dedicated cult following in the U.S. It seems likely that if "The
Dreaming" does not gain in popularity, Kate Bush's record company will
pressure her to produce again more commercial stuff.
"The Dreaming" is a perfect album. That is why I said it is the best
album recorded or that ever will be recorded. You can't get any
better than perfection. Perhaps there is an album I don't know of or
an album yet to be that is as good, but there is none nor will be none
better.
The biggest influence for "The Dreaming" seems to be Peter Gabriel's
third album (which is also a great album). In fact Kate Bush sings
background vocals for two songs on the album, "No Self-Control" and
"Games Without Frontiers". (Kate Bush hangs around with a good crowd.
Besides being a good friend of Peter Gabriel, she is also a good
friend of David Gilmour, who "discovered" her and also does some
background vocals on "The Dreaming".) Though similar in some ways to
Peter Gabriel's third album, "The Dreaming" is also very different.
The lyrics, while being even stranger than Peter Gabriel's, hit closer
to home.
Man: Woman, let me in
Let me bring in the memories
Woman, let me in
Let me bring in the Devil Dreams
Woman: I will not let you in
Don't you bring back the reveries
I turn into a bird
Carry further than the word is heard
Man: Woman, let me in
I turn into the wind
I blow you a cold kiss
Stronger than the song's bit
Woman: I will not let you in
I face towards the wind
I change into the Mule
Hee-Haw
Hee-Haw
Kate Bush's voice is amazing. It ranges from a piercing
high to a powerful bass, and she uses it perfectly. The music is all
very layered. Every song with the exception of one required two 24
track tapes to record. The album takes two or three listenings at
first to overcome the sensory overload, but after that listening to
the album is bliss. Every time I listen to the album, I can hear
something new that I didn't hear before. Every time I like the album
even more. This is opposed to most albums, which I get tired of after
listening to them for a while.
Here is a review of "The Dreaming" by Kurt Loder from Musician
(Copyright 1983) included without permission:
This is what progressive rock might have become had it
actually progressed, rather than congealing into the massed,
lumbering cliches that came to distinguish its latterday
forms. Oblivious to all fashions, Britain's Kate Bush has
advanced into a musical area that's unquestionably her very
own -- a kind of mystic and semi-inscrutable artsong that
slowly draws you in and keeps you marvelling at her unending
invention and oblique, multilayered meanings.
Although well appreciated in her homeland, Bush has been a
source of continuing puzzlement for her American record
company: how to promote a female performer who's neither a
chirrupy sex doll nor a punked-out doom-shrieker? Her
problems with popular acceptance -- aside from the fact that
she's a gifted musician, songwriter and producer who happens
to be a beautiful woman to boot -- are once again apparent on
"The Dreaming", as is her extraordinary artistry. "Sat In
Your Lap", the lead song here, is a furiously percussive track
that considers -- of all things -- the difficulty of obtaining
true wisdom without work ("Some say that knowledge is
something sat in your lap," she trills). Likewise, when was
the last time you heard a surreal, faintly political song
about bank robbery ("There Goes a Tenner") or a Vietnam War
retrospective written from the point of view of a stalking
guerrilla ("He's big and pink and not like me / He sees no
light / He sees no reason for the fighting")?
"Night Of The Swallow" considers another clandestine
operation, this one airborne and apparently ill-fated ("Wings
fill the window / And they beat and bleed"); "All The Love"
considers life's eternally underpondered transience ("All the
love we could have given / ... 'I needed you to love me too.
I wait for your move'"). And on "The Dreaming", the albums
most startling and unsettling track, Bush brings in Rolf ("Tie
Me Kangeroo Down, sport") Harris on digeridu [an aborigine
instrument] for a frightening rumination on the rape of native
culture in Australia: "Bang' goes another Kanga / On the
bonnet of the van / ... Erase the race that claim the place
and say we dig for ore."
Throughout all of this, Bush layers dense musical textures and
elliptical catch-phrases into an elsewhere unexampled work of
disturbing art. The production is thick and rich, her
high-pitched vocals often astonishing in their wayward
inspiration, and her arrangements -- based largely on her own
keyboard playing [Piano, Fairlight, and CS80] -- offer
surprise at every turn.
You're not likely to see "The Dreaming" much advertised or
otherwise promoted in these days of parlous record-company
finances -- even though this is her first LP to be released in
this country in four years. My advice to seekers after artful
rock: get her while you can.
So, now you have no excuse. You can't say that you never heard of
Kate Bush. Go buy the album! If you don't won't you feel empty
knowing that you haven't listened to the best album ever or ever to
be.
Remember to treat the gelignite tenderly for me,
Doug Alan
genrad!mit-eddie!nessus
Nessus@MIT-MCramirez@uwstat.UUCP (01/14/85)
> [We let the weirdness in.] > > Hi! Do you like artistic rock such as Pink Floyd, Peter Gabriel, King > Crimson, or Laurie Anderson? If you do please read on. If on the > other hand you think that Michael Jackson, Asia, and Culture Club > represent the ultimate in musical experience, please swallow two > cyanide tablets (not enclosed) or just skip to the next message. Both > actions will violate the true meaning of life. > > My purpose here is tell you about the best album recorded or that ever > will recorded. It is "The Dreaming" by Kate Bush. I am spending the > time to tell you about this album because unlike the Pink Floyd, Peter > Gabriel, etc., Kate Bush is little known in the U.S. and needs the > advertisement. I am also spending the time because unfortunately if > "The Dreaming" does not get more success, Kate Bush may never produce > anything nearly as good as "The Dreaming" ever again. > > "The Dreaming" is Kate Bush's fourth album. She became very popular > in England with her first three albums "The Kick Inside", "Lionheart", > and "Never for Ever", which are on a bizarre fringe of Pop. With "The > Dreaming", though she totally departed from Pop to create her own area > of music. Unfortunately, "The Dreaming" was not well-received at all > in England, but strangely enough has created a small but incredibly > dedicated cult following in the U.S. It seems likely that if "The > Dreaming" does not gain in popularity, Kate Bush's record company will > pressure her to produce again more commercial stuff. > > "The Dreaming" is a perfect album. That is why I said it is the best > album recorded or that ever will be recorded. You can't get any > better than perfection. Perhaps there is an album I don't know of or > an album yet to be that is as good, but there is none nor will be none > better. > > The biggest influence for "The Dreaming" seems to be Peter Gabriel's > third album (which is also a great album). In fact Kate Bush sings > background vocals for two songs on the album, "No Self-Control" and > "Games Without Frontiers". (Kate Bush hangs around with a good crowd. > Besides being a good friend of Peter Gabriel, she is also a good > friend of David Gilmour, who "discovered" her and also does some > background vocals on "The Dreaming".) Though similar in some ways to > Peter Gabriel's third album, "The Dreaming" is also very different. > The lyrics, while being even stranger than Peter Gabriel's, hit closer > to home. > Man: Woman, let me in > Let me bring in the memories > Woman, let me in > Let me bring in the Devil Dreams > Woman: I will not let you in > Don't you bring back the reveries > I turn into a bird > Carry further than the word is heard > Man: Woman, let me in > I turn into the wind > I blow you a cold kiss > Stronger than the song's bit > Woman: I will not let you in > I face towards the wind > I change into the Mule > Hee-Haw > Hee-Haw > Kate Bush's voice is amazing. It ranges from a piercing > high to a powerful bass, and she uses it perfectly. The music is all > very layered. Every song with the exception of one required two 24 > track tapes to record. The album takes two or three listenings at > first to overcome the sensory overload, but after that listening to > the album is bliss. Every time I listen to the album, I can hear > something new that I didn't hear before. Every time I like the album > even more. This is opposed to most albums, which I get tired of after > listening to them for a while. > > Here is a review of "The Dreaming" by Kurt Loder from Musician > (Copyright 1983) included without permission: > > This is what progressive rock might have become had it > actually progressed, rather than congealing into the massed, > lumbering cliches that came to distinguish its latterday > forms. Oblivious to all fashions, Britain's Kate Bush has > advanced into a musical area that's unquestionably her very > own -- a kind of mystic and semi-inscrutable artsong that > slowly draws you in and keeps you marvelling at her unending > invention and oblique, multilayered meanings. > > Although well appreciated in her homeland, Bush has been a > source of continuing puzzlement for her American record > company: how to promote a female performer who's neither a > chirrupy sex doll nor a punked-out doom-shrieker? Her > problems with popular acceptance -- aside from the fact that > she's a gifted musician, songwriter and producer who happens > to be a beautiful woman to boot -- are once again apparent on > "The Dreaming", as is her extraordinary artistry. "Sat In > Your Lap", the lead song here, is a furiously percussive track > that considers -- of all things -- the difficulty of obtaining > true wisdom without work ("Some say that knowledge is > something sat in your lap," she trills). Likewise, when was > the last time you heard a surreal, faintly political song > about bank robbery ("There Goes a Tenner") or a Vietnam War > retrospective written from the point of view of a stalking > guerrilla ("He's big and pink and not like me / He sees no > light / He sees no reason for the fighting")? > > "Night Of The Swallow" considers another clandestine > operation, this one airborne and apparently ill-fated ("Wings > fill the window / And they beat and bleed"); "All The Love" > considers life's eternally underpondered transience ("All the > love we could have given / ... 'I needed you to love me too. > I wait for your move'"). And on "The Dreaming", the albums > most startling and unsettling track, Bush brings in Rolf ("Tie > Me Kangeroo Down, sport") Harris on digeridu [an aborigine > instrument] for a frightening rumination on the rape of native > culture in Australia: "Bang' goes another Kanga / On the > bonnet of the van / ... Erase the race that claim the place > and say we dig for ore." > > Throughout all of this, Bush layers dense musical textures and > elliptical catch-phrases into an elsewhere unexampled work of > disturbing art. The production is thick and rich, her > high-pitched vocals often astonishing in their wayward > inspiration, and her arrangements -- based largely on her own > keyboard playing [Piano, Fairlight, and CS80] -- offer > surprise at every turn. > > You're not likely to see "The Dreaming" much advertised or > otherwise promoted in these days of parlous record-company > finances -- even though this is her first LP to be released in > this country in four years. My advice to seekers after artful > rock: get her while you can. > > So, now you have no excuse. You can't say that you never heard of > Kate Bush. Go buy the album! If you don't won't you feel empty > knowing that you haven't listened to the best album ever or ever to > be. > > Remember to treat the gelignite tenderly for me, > > Doug Alan > genrad!mit-eddie!nessus > Nessus@MIT-MC *** REPLACE THIS LINE WITH YOUR MESSAGE *** Hi Doug!!!!!! I'm glad to hear that there is still someone making good music. I really like Laurie Anderson, Peter Gabriel, King Crimsom and I looking for something new. I tried to find the album you mentioned but I couldn't find it. Do you know where I can get