Kate Bush

Try to picture being nineteen and having a record contract and somehow writing a song about an Emily Bronte novel, then deciding the best way to make a music video for that song would be to go out in the English countryside wearing too much lipstick and a red dress and doing some ballet moves and pelvic thrusts while you lip-synch the song you just wrote.



Imagine having such a naive misapprehension about the erotic that your weird convulsions are actually eroticizing, and that it's kind of hot that you might not know you're doing this but you are nevertheless doing this.

I have the hots for Kate Bush even more now that I have seen these videos.