Eighteen years since the release of The Red Shoes and 22 years after the release of The Sensual World, Kate Bush has revisited those two albums and plucked out songs to remake in her home studio. That pretty much tells you all you need to know. If you're a hard core Kate Bush fan you won't let this one pass, if you're a casual fan you might enjoy hearing a few of your favorite tunes reworked, and if you don't know Kate Bush or don't like Kate Bush then this album has no appeal.
Overall the album has a soft intimate feel and for the most part she has slowed the songs down and paced them to enhance the emotional content, a good example is "This Woman's Work." She has also remade and renamed "The Sensual World" and done it as she originally intended quoting directly from James Joyce's Ulysses. She was blocked from doing this back in 1989.
Because of it's quiet moody feel this is a good choice for a lonely dark night while sitting around feeling depressed.
Following the Rhapsody rating method I give it 2 out of 5 stars for Not Bad.
Suzanne Vega has recently released two albums were are basically acoustic versions of her old songs. I have both of them, and I like them very much.
ReplyDeleteThe song in this video is just lovely.
ReplyDeleteThis is a great song, and that guy actor in the video is excellent.
ReplyDeleteOnce, when we lived in Paducah, one of the women who lived in the house next door rapped on our back door, frantic and asking for help because she had just discovered the fellow, who did handy work around their house, unconscious in the bedroom that he sometimes occupied. He had left a note, and he had taken a bunch of pills.
ReplyDeleteOnly Mom and I were home. Dad must've been away on a business or camping trip. Mom had me stay in our house, locked the door and then left with the neighbor. I watched from the side window as Mom and the neighbor disappeared in the house.
Mom told me later that she had instructed the hysterical neighbor to call for an ambulance, checked to see that the fellow was, in fact, still breathing slightly and that he did have something of a pulse, nursed him with water, elevated his feet ... that sort of thing. The paramedics arrived in time; the fellow was revived, and he was back at work doing stuff around the neighbor's house within a few days.
But Mom said the fellow never really again much spoke to her ... at least not as he had when he'd see her in the yard or whatever, before the incident. Mom said she didn't think he was embarrassed--rather, that she got the impression that he was kind of mad for her having intervened.
The guy was always perfectly friendly with me, however. And one day, when I was still in elementary school, he gave me about a dozen 1956 Topps football cards that he said he had found thumb-tacked to the wall inside an abandoned house he was helping tear down. One of the cards was Johnny Unitas's rookie card, which I knew, even with the thumb-tack hole, would have to be valuable some day--so valuable, in fact, that I rolled the card into my mom's Smith-Corona manual typewriter and pounded out "E.W." on the front to ensure that no one could claim that the card wasn't rightfully mine.
OK, I think I've listened to this song 10 times today. I'm done.
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