Kate Bush 30 lipca kończy 50 lat. Podobno nie wypada wypominać kobietom wieku, ale świętowanie wyjątkowych urodzin, wyjątkowej artystki to rzecz, której wielbiciele jej talentu nie powinni unikać, dlatego z całą stanowczością, bardzo konwencjonalnie, ale i szczerze życzymy Kate zdrowia, szczęścia oraz niezbędnej determinacji w tworzeniu kolejnych, tak wyczekiwanych przez nas, projektów muzycznych. 

2008 rok wydaje się być pod względem rocznic dla Kate wyjątkowy, i choć Ona sama nie przywiązuje zapewne do nich wielkiej wagi, to warte odnotowania były 30. urodziny utworu Wuthering Heights oraz albumu The Kick Inside.
Perspektywa kilku dziesięcioleci, które obejmują twórczość Kate, uzmysławia, jak długo jest z nami jej muzyka i jak przełomowymi wydarzeniami były premiery jej kolejnych wydawnictw. Od wspomnianego wcześniej Wuthering Heights, poprzez epokowe Hounds of Love, aż do najbardziej wyczekiwanego powrotu w dziejach muzyki, czyli albumu Aerial

Strona katebush.pl z okazji urodzin artystki dokonała subiektywnego wyboru "50 cytatów z Kate". Niektóre z nich są dla nas ważne, inne są zabawne, jeszcze inne noszą miano "kultowych"...
Zapraszamy do lektury, zachęcając jednocześnie wszystkich odwiedzających tę stronę, do zagłębienia się w słowo śpiewane przez Kate i do stworzenia swojej własnej "50".

(27 lipca, 2008)

I see myself suddenly
On the piano, as a melody.
My terrible fear of dying
No longer plays with me,
for now I know that I'm needed
For the symphony.

There's room for a life in your womb, woman,
Inside of you can be two, woman

Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Unbelievable!

We stand in the Atlantic
We become panoramic...

I hear him, before I go to sleep
And focus on the day that's been.
I realise he's there,
When I turn the light off and turn over.

All yours,

I'll put him on the wedding list!
I'll get him and I will not miss.

What is this? An infant kiss
That sends my body tingling?

Some say that knowledge is something sat in your lap.
Some say that knowledge is something that you never have.

Suddenly my feet are feet of mud.
It all goes slo-mo.
I don't know why I'm crying.
Am I suspended in Gaffa?

Only tragedy allows the release
Of love and grief never normally seen.
I didn't want to let them see me weep,
I didn't want to let them see me weak,
But I know I have shown
That I stand at the gates alone.

With a kiss
I'd pass the key
And feel your tongue
Teasing and receiving.

And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.

Take my shoes off,
And throw them in the lake,
And I'll be
Two steps on the water.

Mother stands for comfort.
Mother will hide the murderer.
Mother hides the madman.
Mother will stay mum.

Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen.

Let me be weak,
Let me sleep
And dream of sheep.

This kicking here inside
Makes me leave you behind.
No more under the quilt
To keep you warm.
Your sister I was born.
You must lose me like an arrow,
Shot into the killer storm.

The light
Begin to bleed,
Begin to breathe,
Begin to speak.
D'you know what?
I love you better now.

Mmh, yes,
Stepping out of the page into the sensual world.

This love was big enough for the both of us.
This love of yours was big enough to be frightened of.

hounds of love are hunting.
I've always been a coward,
and I don't know what's good for me

As the people here grow colder
I turn to my computer
And spend my evenings with it
Like a friend.

I know you have a little life in you yet.
I know you have a lot of strength left.

We used to say
"Ah hell, we're young"
But now we see that life is sad
And so is love

All is revealed
Not only women bleed

Just being alive
It can really hurt

Don't want your bullshit, yeah
Just want your sexuality

And this curve, is your smile
And this cross, is your heart
And this line, is your path

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.

This cloud, this cloud -
Says "Noah,
C'mon and build me an Ark."

Elvis are you out there somewhere
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain

Sweet and gentle sensitive man
With an obsessive nature and deep fascination
For numbers
And a complete infatuation with the calculation

Where is she
When the little thing cries?
She lies in a bed
With a friend of mine.
But some nights
She'll run back in fright
If she picks on a dick
That's too big for her pride.

Slooshy sloshy slooshy sloshy
Get that dirty shirty clean
Slooshy sloshy slooshy sloshy
Make those cuffs and collars gleam
Everything clean and shiny

Oh little spider climbing out of a broken jug
And the pieces will lay there a while
In a house draped in net
In a room filled with coral

That bit there, it was an accident
But he's so pleased
It's the best mistake, he could make
And it's my favourite piece
It's just great

Could be honeycomb
In a sea of honey,
A sky of honey…

Trr di da trr da da
Da da da da da da
Da drr da doo dup
Da drr-t da drr chick-a
Do di da ba brr brr
Do do da do da do de harr
Hi yay drr tak-ak
Dit di dee trr tib-it squeek

Dennis loves to look
In the mirror.
He tells me that he is beautiful.
So I look too, and what do I see?
My eyes are full,
But my face is empty.

Heathcliff, it's me - Cathy!

Go into the garden.
Go under the ivy,
Under the leaves,
Away from the party.
Go right to the rose.
Go right to the white rose

They told us all they wanted was a sound
That could kill someone from a distance
So we go ahead
And the meters are over in the red
It's a mistake in the making

Now, as I'm coming for you,
All I see is Rudi.
I die with him, again and again.
And I'll feel good in my revenge.
I'm gonna fill your head with lead
And I'm coming for you!

Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Them heavy people help me.
Them heavy people hit me in a soft spot.
Rolling the ball, rolling the ball, rolling the ball to me.

Breathing my mother in,
Breathing my beloved in,
Breathing her nicotine,
Breathing the fall-out in,
Out in, out in, out in, out in.

Go to sleep, little Earth.
I was there at the birth,
Out of the cloudburst,
The head of the tempest.

I want you as the dream,
Not the reality.

I found a book on how to be invisible
Take a pinch of keyhole
And fold yourself up
You cut along a dotted line
You think inside out
And you're invisible

I want to be up on the roof
Up, up high on the roof
Up, up on the roof

In the sun...