OK, I posted these videos earlier in the week and got very little love. LOVE these videos, but it’s all we have to go on, really, because Bush doesn’t tour and hasn’t made an album since 2011’s 50 Words For Snow. But Kate just announced a UK tour! For Kate Bush fans (James!), this is like the second-coming. She’ll play a 15-date residency at the Hammersmith Apollo which was the venue for a celebrated concert film she made in 1979. The 55-year-old made a surprise announcement about the shows , to be called “Before The Dawn” – just today with the first taking place on August 26.

If you aren’t familiar with Kate Bush, she was Tori Amos before Tori Amos – spacier than Stevie Nicks and altogether BEYOND brilliant. Well, her “Wuthering Heights” video from 1978 has inspired many imitations, (including this Zac Efron dubbed version) and slowing down the original video to a 36 minute opera – I dare you to watch it all. But DO see the original, followed by a bit of the operatic version (which IS mesmerizingly gorgeous, but too long) maybe some Zac, and then, for a giggle (and palate cleanser) wash it all down with Lady Bunny’s version, “Watering Highs”. And in case you’re wondering what the HELL she’s singing, the lyrics follow. Thanks, Emily Brontë – your “Heights” is the gift that keeps on giving.

Wuthering Heights
By Kate Bush
Out on the wiley, windy moors
We’d roll and fall in green.
You had a temper like my jealousy:
Too hot, too greedy.
How could you leave me,
When I needed to possess you?
I hated you. I loved you, too.

Bad dreams in the night.
They told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering
Wuthering Heights.

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely,
On the other side from you.
I pine a lot. I find the lot
Falls through without you.
I’m coming back, love.
Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream,
My only master.

Too long I roam in the night.
I’m coming back to his side, to put it right.
I’m coming home to wuthering, wuthering,
Wuthering Heights,

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
Ooh! Let me have it.
Let me grab your soul away.
You know it’s me–Cathy!

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!
Let me in-a-your window.

Heathcliff, it’s me–Cathy.
Come home. I’m so cold!