Review Summary: They say that some records can bring out every emotion possible from a man.
Hounds of Love is possibly the greatest one to do it.
Kate Bush – Hounds of Love
Love, hate, compassion, despair, glee, pain,
Beauty as charming as her name
Like the pitter patter of rain
The sun rises and such begins a new day
Of me and Kate.
Whether it be ‘Running Up That Hill’ or ‘Hounds of Love,’ the essence of pop is strong
One exemplified, altered and twisted by Kate’s singing doing no wrong
The comparison we commonly see, refers her to having stolen from
The lips of a beautiful angel.
Often quoted to have also gifted Adele
It is easy for one to tell
Kate is the true winner.
The second half of the record maintains its pop essence
While adding an upbeat variance
Her melancholy songs make you feel delirious
The others providing you with a just as good experience
Hounds of Love makes you want to wait
And let Kate
Sit on your face
And masturbate
To show how much you dedicate
And how badly you want to relate
Jokes aside this album is perfect
The chance of much better than this has been necked
For those that don’t believe will have to realize and accept
Because this album cannot go unchecked.
“Do you want to know that it doesn’t hurt me?”
“Running in the night, afraid of what might be!”
The lyrics rise above and beyond all
Making all other lyricists topple and fall
Yet perhaps the most amazing thing
Besides of course the way Kate sings
She adds that extra zing
By writing this whole damn thing.
Limitless, talented, musically inclined, Kate has it all
Combining it together to finally enthral
And make Hounds of Love stand tall
Against the best albums of them all
The piano that frequently appears is strikingly calming
With string sections that are so good it’s alarming
Why does this slay so hard? We may never know
Kate can sing brilliantly, whether it be about sun or snow
So this album better become one of yours
Or the world shall slap your willy with an unfathomable force
