Berlin Theater Days, tonight a concert: Get Well Soon.
Before they came on stage they had like an introducer, like a warm up, one song loud like hell: Wuthering Heights from Kate Bush.
Goddess, how I love that song. How I loved it when I was 15 (and just reading the novel Wuthering Heights from that one Brontë sister Emily) and Kate B was 19.
Heathcliff, it’s me, Cathy, I’ve come home. I’m so cold, let me in-a-your windowhowhohow.
Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely, on the other side from you.
How could you leave me, When I needed to possess you? I hated you. I loved you, too.
Bad dreams in the night, You told me I was going to lose the fight, Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering, Wuthering Heights.
I’m coming back, love, cruel Heathcliff, my one dream, my only master.
Ooh! Let me have it. Let me grab your soul away. You know it’s me–Cathy!
I get the shivers!!!!!