Major KaTe-fan here. (And if you’re a true KaTe-fan, you’ll know why I capitalized the K and the T.)
I can’t bring myself to rant in the Pit about the Goddess herself and that it’s been ten years since her last album… That would be blasphemy, for to me, she is among the most brilliant recording artists evar. And I know she had a child (Bertie) a few years ago, and that’s a big responsibility…
KaTe, darling, I’m not asking if you’ll ever tour again. We know you never will. But the “next album” is perpetually “almost finished.” I need more news than that! I need some kind of a countdown. The day The Red Shoes (1993) was released, I waited outside HMV until it opened, and was the first to buy it. I want to experience that again - the anticipation… the first, teaser single a month before the album release… the interviews. Perhaps you’ll even make it to NYC and Toronto again for a signing. If you recall, the lineups went around and around and around the block. You’re more loved and revered and respected than you can possibly imagine.
I know you don’t owe us - your devoted legions of cult-like fans - anything. But quite frankly, I’d buy a recording of you gargling in the morning whilst reciting your grocery list. Seriously. I mean, I have all of those bootleg recordings of you when you were 14, singing early demos of your songs - some of which made it onto your first few albums, most of which didn’t - into a tape recorder, at an old piano.
I need a fix. I’ve been waiting patiently for ten years. I need the inspiration…
In the meantime, I’ll just listen to “December Will Be Magic Again” over and over, and wait for it to snow. So beautiful.
Come back, KaTie. The world needs you.