July 1, 1994 |
Kate Bush has always seemed like a true sensualist trapped in an English art-rock singer's overcerebral body. She makes hay of that tension by casting herself in a very loose remake of "The Red Shoes," adapted into her self-directed 50-minute musical fantasy "The Line, the Cross, the Curve" (opening today for two days at the Nuart, 11272 Santa Monica Blvd., West Los Angeles, with a Laurie Anderson film).
October 30, 2005 |
LIKE a mysterious heroine emerging from the mists of the moors, Kate Bush has returned from self-imposed exile. When her album "Aerial" comes out Nov. 8, the English singer will end a silence of 12 years, an interval that's only burnished her mystique and her reputation as pop's ultimate recluse. But according to Bush, there was nothing mysterious about it. "After the last record I thought I would take a year out, and the year became a bit longer than a year," Bush, 48, said last week.
February 15, 1987
OK, guys (and gals), you can stop anytime now. I know when a bad joke has been worn too thin. This seems to be the case with the Beastie Boys. It has got to be a joke when a video like "(You Gotta) Fight for the Right (to Party)" upstages masterful videos by Kate Bush and Peter Gabriel. MARK RHODES Yorba Linda
August 19, 1990
One can only hope Hilburn's article will prod readers into being a little more selective when it comes to spending money on music. Personally, while I may purchase Kate Bush or Sinead O'Connor, I'm also trying to build a library of artists that produced earlier (fine) work--such as Traffic, Steely Dan, etc. LORENZO MONTOYA San Diego
December 10, 1985 |
"Hounds of Love." Kate Bush. EMI. It's no accident that two Pink Floyd albums (12 and 6 years old, respectively) are on Billboard's latest list of CD best sellers. The group's overall approach may be overblown, but its sound is often sensational. Bush uses sound in equally imaginative ways--sometimes jarring, then caressing, as she reflects on the universal search for psychological comforts.
HOME & GARDEN
June 8, 2013 |
I knew the relationship was over when she told me she'd never heard of the Kinks. I could overlook her mood swings, her occasional cruelty and even those all-too-frequent phone calls with her "ex"-girlfriend, but music ended up being the deal breaker. I had given her a mix tape, and I chose tunes that lived in my heart. Buddy Holly, Sandy Denny, Tom Waits, Nick Lowe, Kate Bush, Television, Big Star - a deeply personal canon. I stayed up all night working out the ideal segues, pulling records and dropping the needle just so. I calculated minutes and seconds for the perfect track list.