Sunday, March 20, 2011

Gulfboot, it's me I'm Kathy I've Come Home- Women's History Month vol. 3



I will start by saying that if you could name say, three Kate Bush songs back in the early 90's, say when i was in college, you could pretty much get laid any night of the week, i mean she is the ultimate in girly songs but a strange thing happened on the way to bed co-eds, i actually began to like it and then one day Gulfboot sent me a mix tape cuz we are the gayest straight men you'll ever meet, and on that tape was this song, a song i hadn't heard in fucking ages,the last time most likely in some girls apartment post-coitus while she talked and i slept but hey man that's not a cool way to honor WHM now is it you asshole, so let's just say that this video has become a staple here in the old burgh, in fact this video here is Nick Disaster's favorite bar none, he's absolutely transfixed by Miss Kate and if i turn this on he toddles his little ass over to the computer sits down and is utterly rapt at the performance, at the end he likes to look at me and say "where she go?" and then laugh when she reappears, when it's over he says "again again" and i've seen him watch it over a half dozen times in a row, he's not yet two. The I-Mac on the other hand doesn't really care for it but if his daddy walks around and sings the first word of the chorus, Heathcliff, he will chime in and finish it off for his old man. The old man, well let's just say he has become completely enthralled with this performance, i mean we all know it's absurd but is it meant to be absurd or is it serious? either way it's fucking brilliant and the strange thing is that though i sit and watch it and gawk at how bizarre it is i can't help feeling ridiculously aroused at the young miss Kate dancing around in some English field as if she has just dropped the best fucking blotter ever created, this video fucking turns me on in a very strange way and i find it somewhat disturbing but still i can't stop watching it, as if it's visual crack or something or like that episode in the old Twilight Zone where that sound starts coming through the telly and everyone sits around all fucked out of their gourds and days slip by and they don't know it, that could happen to me with this video... or maybe Miss Bush has cast a spell on me, she is a witch you know, so be careful how many times you watch it, you'll find yourself in your weaker moments singing and mimicking that dance around the living room when no one is around, at least i do. And don't be surprised if this video is revisited at a later date with an even more in depth study of it. Now if you'll excuse me i've a ghost to attend to.

9 comments:

daisyfae said...

i had never heard the original Kate Bush version - just the Pat Benatar cover.

gotta say, this is creepy shit. and as a result? i now have an earworm AND an eyeworm.

i'll have some of what she's having...

Jayne said...

Tragic. And quite the vanishing act. I think Bronte would have appreciated it.

DiaryofWhy said...

This is weird.

twin said...

who?

word ver = demence (no shit)

nursemyra said...

Go Kate!

sybil law said...

Hahaha - awesome. :)

Rassles said...

Oh my god, I hate this. This makes me want to rip my ears with a letter opener. Her voice. She's like a banshee.

The Unbearable Banishment said...

My sister went through a Kate Bush phase. I was obsessed with the photo on one of her album jackets. The one with the key on her tongue? Do you recall?

@ Rassles: Better or worse than Geddy Lee?

Rassles said...

Oh, Geddy Lee is easily the worst. Easily. Followed by Yoko Ono.

I can't handle the shrillness.