I love the new Kate Bush record, Aerial. It's so lovely and so out there--in one song, she simply sings the digits of pi. And when, like today, I feel sort of witchy-woman, environmental, spacial, sound-texture-y, when I want to think about seas of honey, or kings of mountains, I know that she's right there with me. Or maybe I feel that way because I'm listening to her.
Is that some chicken or the egg shit, or what?