Kate Bush
The Sensual World

THE REVIEW

 "Reaching out for the star / reaching out for the star that explodes" 

We, who are admittedly biased towards this artist, how can we not give 5 stars to the album marking the definitive consecration of Kate Bush?

It's 1989. After the effervescence and pop brilliance of her early days, with splendid tracks like "Wuthering Heights" and "Babooshka," the beautiful Kate has made the leap upwards with the astonishing insights of "Hounds of Love." It is thus up to "The Sensual World" to confirm Kate's artistic stature: a true songwriter, endowed with a fairy-like voice and a talent that sweeps away the lingering doubts of those who never forgave her for the lightness of her early successes.
This album finds its secret in a successful blend between folk tradition (the magical Celtic colors of the title track and "Never Be Mine", or the tribal touches of "Love and Anger") and a modern and balanced electronics (think of the vocal collage of "Rocket's Tail"). A true and proper folktronica ahead of Björk, as demonstrated by the dreamy calm of "This Woman's Work" or the epic lyricism of "Reaching Out". Following this cornerstone of the evolution of female songwriting - enhanced by jaw-dropping musician collaborations like Michael Nyman or Dave Gilmour, with his unmistakable and enveloping riffs on "Love and Anger" - would come the confirmation of "The Red Shoes," another showcase album.

Before the retreat to her family's Aventine. But the best, as they say, was already abundantly written.