
I think is probably one of the most “gentle wyrd” of Kate Bush’s songs… it’s simple, haunting, magnificent and typing about it makes me want to go and listen to it again… as also found on the B-side of the 12″ of “Running Up That Hill”…
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"Boorman's film has an otherworldly, mythic reality... it’s strange, lavish, and dream-like..."
“it is as though they belong to somewhere now impossibly distant from our own time…”
Following the story of a lost song as it travels through time…
...Kate Bush and darkly cinematic flickerings through the meadows, moors and mazes…
Otherly geometric landscapes and the shape of the future’s past...