Courtesy of Troubled Waters |
I was never a fervent fan of
English pop singer Kate Bush. That said, the imagery and lyrics from
her 1985 song, “Cloudbusting”, have never left me, even after three-plus
decades:
But
every time it rains
You're
here in my head
Like
the sun coming out
Ooh,
I just know that something good is going to happen
Her
art’s otherworldly style and eclectic symbolism are a perfect antidote for the
prolonged stress and isolation we all feel these days. The COVID-19
pandemic is decimating lives and disrupting routines, but it also
offers time to take a head trip and escape from our present grim and
boring reality.
Thus,
I force my mind to turn to more pleasant, sunnier thoughts to purge darker
leanings. I've been thinking about the tornado which ripped through the
Nashville area in early March. That catastrophe was followed by the virus sinking
its red spikes into society. A one-two punch--ugh.
This
week I took a break from self-quarantine to ponder the billowing, swirling
clouds above. Bush’s Cloudbusting enveloped my brain, transporting my mind to a
tranquil, peaceful place for a few minutes. And that pesky emotion, Hope,
enveloped its arms around me.
So...I
was in an odd phase last year, when I would occasionally stop during my
commute home to snap photos of the Tennessee sky. Those big sky images mixed
with Kate Bush song became the cocktail that conjured up these escapist
thoughts.
'Nuff
said. #BeHippyDippyHappy
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