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My Obsession with Kate Bush

  1978, I was five years old, and in my Parents living room on our wooden television set, a Goddess appeared on our screen she had a white dress on dark long wild hair, and was doing a strange dance, to a song that started" Heathcliff",  Yes it was my heroine Kate Bush, I became obsessed with her, and that obsession has lasted  my entire life who would have thought I would have my hair like her's,  wild and unkempt like me as a child, wild and unkempt,  usually barefoot up a tree or racing the boys around on my sister's yellow chopper bike, I wanted to be the heroine in her songs I spun around over and over again copying the dance steps in front of my very loving audience consisting of my brother's sister and parents and grandparents, and sometimes my dollies and teddy's.  As I grew up I had some birthday money and I bought my very first Album it was Hounds of  Love, I still play it all the time I love that album so much and no other artist has ever done anything so unique, I was in love with the video that dance obsession become so strong that my Mother enrolled me into a Dance Academy at the age of ten we used to get the Double Decker bus into  town and there I was with my tap shoes on.  Other artist's came along that sort of temporally replaced her Madonna being one them but I still secretly loved good old Kate, she would never let me down, and she never has when I was a teenager it's wasn't very cool to like her so I kept her a secret for years, and was listening to Kylie Minogue and people like that, but at night on came the Kate Bush tapes, hoping my friends wouldn't ring the door bell and hear the music blasting  from my teenage bedroom.   Oh Kate I love you so much  please could you tour more so I can go to one this time and please oh  please release  some more music damn it.
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                              Photo By Stephen Luff.  Kate Bush Pop Art.



Absolutely adore Kate Bush. She was stunning then, and such an amazing songwriter.
Mimi Prentice said…
You have good taste X

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