Kate Bush

I started listening to Kate when I was 16..right after I discovered Tori Amos. My then girlfriend's brother (ack), who's about 10 years older than us, was the one who provived me with my first Kate mix tape. It included Wuthering Heights, various tracks from The Kick Inside, Never for Ever, The Dreaming, and Hounds of Love. I may still have it in a box somewhere. I was only able to find Hounds of Love on CD, so I bought it along with The Sensual World. It was all so bizarre, but so extremely cool at the same time. I remember the guys in the little, indie CD store (the only one in our town at the time) making fun of me when I bought the CDs. One commented that he hoped I didn't blow out my tweeters listening to her. I just looked at him like the apparent piece of furniture he was. They also enjoyed picking on Tori fans, yet they always took my money. ;)
The purchasing of music at that time was an interesting thing..like finding a piece of the Holy Grail. Nothing I liked could be found easily, and it was expensive. I also had no means of listening to it anywhere but at home, as my car at the time didn't even have a tape deck. Hell..at the time, when I started driving it, it didn't have half its paint, a rearview mirror, sounded like a tank because the muffler was old, and it would stall when idling...sometimes. :) SO..off to my room I'd go as quickly as possible. I'd always open it in the car anyway, so I had a collection of cellophane wrappers and that annoying seal-sticker that is, to this day, almost impossible to remove in less than 5 pieces, in my car..all stuck to the plastic bags they came in. My parents bought me a very nice Sony stereo and CD player when I was 14, and I made good use of it. I had between two to four hours sometimes when I got home that I could listen to music freely and loudly without being made fun of or told to turn it down. (I had no headphones.) These were only on days that my sister went elsewhere and both parents were occupied at school/gym/work/whatevertheydid. It was my time to decompress. I needed to decompress constantly.
Kate was a weird phase, and I almost found myself disliking a lot of it. Listening to much of it now, it is kind of laughable at times, but I still love it..cheesy and bizarre or not. It's still good music and it reaches that very difficult-to-reach place inside me where music is concerned. I have a handful of artists/bands that are pieces of the Musical Holy Grail, and she's definitely among them.

So crazy...and she was only 19 when she recorded this song in 1978. I was two. :)

Song of the Week #15

Finnish death metal anyone? ;)




A friend put some of their stuff on a mix CD several months ago, and it's kinda grown on me. Good venting music. ggrrrr..

pieces of sky #1

These pieces are all pictures I've taken for the last few months with my old phone. I upgraded to an iPhone 4 today (yay!!) after a long wait to do so. *moment of silence for the old Samsung slider phone*
She was a good phone..all green and black and scuffed up..lol. Amazingly, it took decent pictures.

in lieu of a song this week...

I'm posting a link to an article about a local, Baton Rougian.

In my mind a truly heroic and selfless deed is its own form of good music. So rare and amazing in this day and age that one has to stop and take note.

Go, good guys. :)

(The word "link" is the link, btw..)

you must do the thing you think you cannot do...

One of my favorite quotes, and it comes from Eleanor Roosevelt.

Here, then, are the things I must do:

I must wake up tomorrow morning, and trudge through yet another week of hundreds, at a job I am beyond sick of performing.

I must not kill my coworkers. :D

I must combat the Java programming language and come out victorious, with another A, in three weeks.

I must readjust to several months of online classes to finish my degree next summer.

I must also pay for the more expensive (and mandatory) online classes.

I must laugh often.

I must make others laugh.

I must find the time, inspiration, and energy to draw/paint again.

I must begin training for a triathlon in the next month.

I must relearn how to swim, which I despise doing.

I must ignore the pain in my hands, knees, and left ankle while drawing, painting, and training.

I must continue forgiving.

I must spend less money on coffee and awesome pastries. :D

I must endure the impending holidays as "single me."

I must not jump out of a plane again, because I can't justify being risky anymore.

I must tolerate other humans.

I must stop and breathe sometimes.

I must collect more pieces of sky.

I must be flexible and patient.

I must cry.

I must not make others cry.

I must dream again.

I must make it snow. ;)

Song of the Week #14

Hmm..