There was a collection of the videos released alongside 'The Whole Story' and they are worth checking out. Thevideos are very much a product of their era in terms of effects and production values, but they use a lot of Modern Dance and theatrical stuff that you know only Kate would have. And then there's this:

Tori Amos would NEVER employ a gesture like that

I don't think I ever knew a single female fan of Kate Bush. Actually I can think of one—but she was a lesbian. In fact, in my experience Kate was especially big among Gay men and those like myself who were often mistaken for Gay men. It's a fact that always stuck me as weird considering how many women I knew loved…

People don't give Siouxsie and the Banshees the credit they deserve. She's one of the signature influences on female vocals in the Post Punk era—and without her there would never have been a 'No Doubt' for instance. And the band which has easily had as big an influence on Gothic Rock is just a damn fine Rock band. I…

Tori Amos is pretty explicitly indebted to Kate, Bjork quite a bit less so. But the first time I ever thought a singer was doing Kate in different voices was Sinead O'Conner on the 'Lion and the Cobra'. Sinead came into her own later, but that record was a Kate Bush clone for sure.

'Ninth Wave' dammit—whose is seventh?

'Hounds of Love' is perfect
One of the most perfect of that 80's brand of Art Rock that included works by Thomas Dolby, Peter Gabriel and Laurie Anderson and which generally gets lost in discussions of the more accwssible pop ephemera of the time. This was when production caught up with inspiration in a big way—and…

1996 was a long time ago, madbeatnik, but I'll wager that the John Deere bit is what I recall because the rest was less than memorable. But Minnie was a Pearl, alright.

OK. Do it right.
Fat Joe as the Kingpin.

Rose Milk! My mom's stepmother June actually used that stuff. She had a plush pink bathroom that smelled like a mixture of that and Grandad's Barbasol.

Y'all Can't Deny It
He was one of those Hip Hop guests that routinely outshone his hosts.

Backwards Ass Country Fucks
I love this movie and Eddie Murphy in it—but it was that scene in Torchy's, the "I'm your worst nightmare" speech that made Eddie Murphy a movie star.

I get that Prick. That's nice.

…Today.

It's not exactly comparable anyway. 'Soul Train' was syndicated right? A lot of markets wouldn't have even bothered with it—and yet, in those that did, a relative lack of alternatives at the time meant that as LJo says, you had a captive audience after a fashion.

Never watched Lawrence Welk by choice, but my grandparents on my mom's side—the Indiana ham and green beans side of the family—they watched it. So it was not a North Dakota thing. It was an elderly thing.

As a teenager I cultivated a knee-jerk anti-country music attitude I have since grown ashamed of, but I do remember at the time thinking the CCR line in 'Lookin' Out My Back Door' about Buck Owens was a dig at him. Now, of course, I know it was a respectful nod. Don't ask how I was able to rationalize liking quasi…

It all comes down to whether you prefer Daisy Duke or Thelma Evans.

Dayton had Dr. Creep. I forget what it's called but there's a pretty fascinating documentary out there on all the Horror Hosts that thrived in local markets in the days before cable and the weird subversive cults they inspired. A lot of them doubled as children's show clowns or news weathermen.

"Soul Train" had hot girls too, of course.