A Bush Moment
Mar. 27th, 2012 09:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jazzy_daveCousin got his Paul Weller CD yesterday, and played it today. Sounds very good, particularly the reggae dub track. I pricked up my ears listening to that one.
I have been out in the garden this afternoon , soaking up the fine warm sunny weather, reading my book “A Life of Montaigne” by Sarah Bakewell, another on my list of fifty to read in the challenge. Erudite but with clean, direct prose. Brimming with ideas, history, and little jokes. Charmingly organized into non-chronological sections that Montaigne would have approved of.
The football is on as I write but I have been listening to some music, particularly of one fine female voice, Kate Bush.
I only got round to listening to “50 Words For Snow” by Kate Bush in a sustained concentration on it today , which was released November last year. It takes a few listens for its subtle beauty to envelop you , but once wrapped in its warmth, it will not let you go.
Kate Bush is one of those rare gems in music. Every album she releases is a work of art, a conceptual hotpot of ideas, each part of it carefully crafted, sung, written and produced by the same person. She is a true artist, always managing to remain current while being completely different and entirely out of context to the rest of her peers. The music she creates invites us to her own little world, the Kate Bush bubble, a refreshing break from the over-saturated, over-produced, over-rehashed, tired pastiche of what we call contemporary music. In her world, music is still in a state of original creation and personal revelation and this almost presents itself as a romantic, nostalgic way of seeing music.
With a mature artist such as Bush though, there is always the danger that new work will appear diluted and repetitive, becoming a faded icon of what used to be, like many big artists of the past have become. Fear not,she once again does not disappoint. The first track starts simply with her playing the piano, and when her voice comes in you are instantly captivated. You are back again in that bubble, protected and soothed by her unique voice that gently invites you in her specially crafted environment of soundscapes. The whole album is slow and deliberate, there is absolutely no hurry to get to the point or to immediately bombard you with her beautifully created subtle production. It is simple, yet rich. It is Kate Bush effortlessly showing that she is still a rich source of creation. It keeps you wanting for more. And that is perhaps my only 'problem' with this album. I wish it would last longer. Infact, this album has a jazzy neo-classical tone to it.
Kate Bush's back catalogue still remains or is even more relevant and rich as ever before. I hope this will not be the last we hear from her, or that she does not go on a 10 year hiatus again, because we truly, desperately need real artists like her. A new album from Kate Bush still remains a privilege, a faith-restoring gift from a true genius.
I have been out in the garden this afternoon , soaking up the fine warm sunny weather, reading my book “A Life of Montaigne” by Sarah Bakewell, another on my list of fifty to read in the challenge. Erudite but with clean, direct prose. Brimming with ideas, history, and little jokes. Charmingly organized into non-chronological sections that Montaigne would have approved of.
The football is on as I write but I have been listening to some music, particularly of one fine female voice, Kate Bush.
I only got round to listening to “50 Words For Snow” by Kate Bush in a sustained concentration on it today , which was released November last year. It takes a few listens for its subtle beauty to envelop you , but once wrapped in its warmth, it will not let you go.
Kate Bush is one of those rare gems in music. Every album she releases is a work of art, a conceptual hotpot of ideas, each part of it carefully crafted, sung, written and produced by the same person. She is a true artist, always managing to remain current while being completely different and entirely out of context to the rest of her peers. The music she creates invites us to her own little world, the Kate Bush bubble, a refreshing break from the over-saturated, over-produced, over-rehashed, tired pastiche of what we call contemporary music. In her world, music is still in a state of original creation and personal revelation and this almost presents itself as a romantic, nostalgic way of seeing music.
With a mature artist such as Bush though, there is always the danger that new work will appear diluted and repetitive, becoming a faded icon of what used to be, like many big artists of the past have become. Fear not,she once again does not disappoint. The first track starts simply with her playing the piano, and when her voice comes in you are instantly captivated. You are back again in that bubble, protected and soothed by her unique voice that gently invites you in her specially crafted environment of soundscapes. The whole album is slow and deliberate, there is absolutely no hurry to get to the point or to immediately bombard you with her beautifully created subtle production. It is simple, yet rich. It is Kate Bush effortlessly showing that she is still a rich source of creation. It keeps you wanting for more. And that is perhaps my only 'problem' with this album. I wish it would last longer. Infact, this album has a jazzy neo-classical tone to it.
Kate Bush's back catalogue still remains or is even more relevant and rich as ever before. I hope this will not be the last we hear from her, or that she does not go on a 10 year hiatus again, because we truly, desperately need real artists like her. A new album from Kate Bush still remains a privilege, a faith-restoring gift from a true genius.
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