“I remember, I had to pull over, and listen to it, because I'd never heard anything like it.”

— Tori Amos

On "Running Up That Hill (A Deal with God)".
The Kate Bush Story (2014)
Context: I just remember pulling aside, I was driving, and I heard it on the radio, in the states — and she didn't really get played a lot in the states, until that song — that really got played — a lot. I remember, I had to pull over, and listen to it, because I'd never heard anything like it.

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