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KATE BUSH MAKES MORE SENSE NOW!

topic posted Thu, February 10, 2005 - 4:55 PM by  eyzovblu
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lovely to have a point of reference for kate's BEAUTIFUL song
"cloudbusting" off of 'hounds of love"

has anyone really looked at the lyrics and maybe know what i am on about? i have always wondered about them, but esp about why she calls him "daddy" ......

you people rock!
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eyzovblu
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  • Re: KATE BUSH MAKES MORE SENSE NOW!

    Tue, May 3, 2005 - 3:21 PM
    SHe calls him daddy because her song is based on Peter Reich's book about his father, "A Book Of Dreams". I love Kate Bush, though her interpretation of Peter and Wilhelm's relationship is a little skewed. A lot of the book is about his anger towards his father for the confusion of his childhood.
    The video for "Cloudbusting", for reasons I can't explain, always makes me cry.
  • Re: KATE BUSH MAKES MORE SENSE NOW!

    Sun, October 30, 2005 - 9:36 AM
    Kate Bush
    Hounds of Love (1985)
    Cloudbusting

    I still dream of Orgone.
    I wake up crying.
    You're making rain,
    And you're just in reach,
    When you and sleep escape me.

    You're like my yo-yo
    That glowed in the dark.
    What made it special
    Made it dangerous,
    So I bury it
    And forget.

    But every time it rains,
    You're here in my head,
    Like the sun coming out--
    Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen.
    And I don't know when,
    But just saying it could even make it happen.

    On top of the world,
    Looking over the edge,
    You could see them coming.
    You looked too small
    In their big, black car,
    To be a threat to the men in power.

    I hid my yo-yo
    In the garden.
    I can't hide you
    From the government.
    Oh, God, Daddy--
    I won't forget,

    'Cause every time it rains,
    You're here in my head,
    Like the sun coming out--
    Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen.
    And I don't know when,
    But just saying it could even make it happen.

    The sun's coming out.
    Your son's coming out.


    Wow, never would have thought it. I thought I was going to be the first person to make a song about Orgone and here I learn people have been doing it since the '80s (and probably before!) Well maybe I'll be the first person to do a rap song about orgone! lol

    Let's just recap...

    "I still dream of Orgone"!!!
    "glowed in the dark"!!!
    "I bury it"
    "I can't hide you
    From the government"

    Love and Light
    • Re: KATE BUSH MAKES MORE SENSE NOW!

      Sun, October 30, 2005 - 1:19 PM
      Many musicians wrote about Wilhelm Reich and Orgone.

      Here are a few:
      * Patti Smith, _Birdland_, in _Horses_ (1975) [a long gripping song written from Peter Reich's point of view, merging scenes from WR's burial and Peter's prayer to UFOs in _A Book of Dreams_],
      * Pop Will Eat Itself and Hawkwind, _Orgone Accumulator_, in _Now for a Feast_ (1988),
      * Turbonegro, _Übermensch_, in _Never is Forever_ (1994),
      * Momus and Laïla France, _Orgonon_ (1998) [a complete album!].

      Does anyone know about other songs? We should make a compilation.
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    Re: KATE BUSH MAKES MORE SENSE NOW!

    Wed, October 18, 2006 - 6:47 PM
    Here's the music video for Cloudbusting on Google:

    video.google.com/videoplay

    It makes me cry too. Probably because it's a reminder of the reality of the world we live in. And how people who do great things always seem to get tortmented and eventually killed in the end. I can't help but wonder why it's that way. And will it always be that way.
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    Re: KATE BUSH MAKES MORE SENSE NOW!

    Fri, October 27, 2006 - 6:34 AM
    now try Patti Smith, 'Birdland' which is inspired by the same book Kate was,

    "The Book of Dreams" by Peter Reich - an amazing book ...
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      Patti Smith - 'Birdland'

      Fri, October 27, 2006 - 6:37 AM
      His father died and left him a little farm in new england.
      All the long black funeral cars left the scene
      And the boy was just standing there alone
      Looking at the shiny red tractor
      Him and his daddy used to sit inside
      And circle the blue fields and grease the night.
      It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars
      cause when he looked up they started to slip.
      Then he put his head in the crux of his arm
      And he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship,
      Let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it
      And saw his daddy hind the control board streamin beads of light,
      He saw his daddy hind the control board,
      And he was very different tonight
      cause he was not human, he was not human.

      And then the little boys face lit up with such naked joy
      That the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns,
      White lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly
      And he looked around and there was no black ship in sight,
      No black funeral cars, nothing except for him the raven
      And fell on his knees and looked up and cried out,
      no, daddy, dont leave me here alone,
      Take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship,
      Let the ship slide open and Ill go inside of it
      Where youre not human, you are not human.

      But nobody heard the boys cry of alarm.
      Nobody there cept for the birds around the new england farm
      And they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered
      And they were like compass grass coming together into the head of a shaman bouquet
      Slit in his nose and all the others went shooting
      And he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of blake
      Grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck,
      All his limbs, everything was twisted and he said,
      i wont give up, wont give up, dont let me give up,
      I wont give up, come here, let me go up fast,
      Take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship
      And the ship slides open and I go inside of it where I am not human.

      I am helium raven and this movie is mine,
      So he cried out as he stretched the sky,
      Pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am I all alone in this generation ?
      Well just be dreaming of animation night and day
      And wont let up, wont let up and I see them coming in,
      Oh, I couldnt hear them before, but I hear em now,
      Its a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights
      Moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them,
      And he put up his hands and he said, its me, its me,
      Ill give you my eyes, take me up, oh now please take me up,
      Im helium raven waitin for you, please take me up,
      Dont let me here, the son, the sign, the cross,
      Like the shape of a tortured woman, the true shape of a tortured woman,
      The mother standing in the doorway letting her sons
      No longer presidents but prophets
      Theyre all dreaming theyre gonna bear the prophet,
      Hes gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation
      Its all gonna split his skull
      Its gonna come out like a black bouquet shining
      Like a fist thats gonna shoot them up
      Like light, like mohammed boxer
      Take them up up up up up up
      Oh, lets go up, up, take me up, Ill go up,
      Im going up, Im going up
      Take me up, Im going up, Ill go up there
      Go up go up go up go up up up up up up up
      Up, up to the belly of a ship.
      Let the ship slide open and well go inside of it
      Where we are not human, were not human.

      Well, there was sand, there were tiles,
      The sun had melted the sand and it coagulated
      Like a river of glass
      When it hardened he looked at the surface
      He saw his face
      And where there were eyes were just two white opals, two white opals,
      Where there were eyes there were just two white opals
      And he looked up and the rays shot
      And he saw raven comin in
      And he crawled on his back and he went up
      Up up up up up up
      Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
      Sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
      Sha da do wop, da shaman do way,
      We like birdland.

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