Beautiful Rain Issue 3

Beautiful Rain

I'm an alien, you're an alien...

Bonjour et bienvenue to the third issue of Beautiful Rain! I'm sorry about the poor quality of last week's issue so this one will be extra special. There is lots of news and articles, advertisements and of course, a new chapter in Imagine. So, sit back and enjoy! If you'd like to unsubscribe, e-mail be back with "unsubscribe" in the subject.


This past weekend Nigel and his wife Judith made themselves home in a brand new house. -from Mouth Off Weekly Digest

Courtney Love was recently on The Howard Stern show and claimed that Gavin Rossdale has been lieing about his age, according to her he is really 33. -from 23Seconds

Bush are still hard at work on their third album in London, can't wait for it!

Clips of I think Everything Zen are in the opening credits for the Chris Carter (he kicks ass!) original Millenium. Although, I'm not very fond of the show because it takes him away from X-Files (best show of all time), I will now watch just for that reason!


Bush - Planning Their Future

Gavin Rossdale now admits that he was more then a bit surprised by some of the reactions afforded Bush's recent "remix" collection, Deconstructed. In all honesty, the good looking frontman really didn't expect a particularly strong positive or negative response to the disc. In fact, all he and his bandmates Robin Goodridge, Dave Parsons, and Nigel Pulsford wanted was for the group's millions of fans to simply accept the set for what it was - a highly experimental, eminently entertaining reworking of some of Bush's best-known and best-loved tunes by some of today's top "electronica" producers. But when many of those fans started an almost vitriolic campaign to disavow Deconstructed's very existence, it caught nearly everyone - including the somewhat shocked members of Bush - totally off-guard. What the band's members had apparently failed to understand was the loyalty that their fans held towards the "sanctity" of Bush's music. They didn't want computer-generated bleats to replace the heart-felt guitar rumblings on Everything Zen. And they sure didn't want cold synth blups to usurp the manmade rhythmic tracks on Swallowed. The fans wanted their Bush music to sound like it always had - hard, loud, and passionate. And when they were handed an album's worth of heady remixes thanks to the likes of new-age techno knob-twisters like Goldie, Dub Pistol and Tricky, many of Bush's fans were ready to launch a full-scale revolt. "We felt it was a good time to try something a little different," said Rossdale just prior to the album's appearance. "Music needs to be flexible, and by presenting our songs to these producers, we found just how elastic they can be. I find that to be very exciting." While Deconstucted has managed to make a significant chart showing in the months since its release last November, it remains to be seen if any lasting damage has been done to Bush's hard rock reputation. Please keep in mind that combined sales for the band's first two albums, Sixteen Stone and Razorblade Suitcase, have now passed the seven million level, clearly marking Bush as one of the most successful rock acts of the late '90s. With Deconstructed adding another platinum-coated chapter to this British band's amazingly successful track record, one might be hard pressed to present any argument negating their latest disc's accomplishments. But with many of the group's core supporters up in arms over what they perceive to be a "sell out" by their heroes, previously unexpected problems could now loom on the Bush horizon. "You certainly can't call Deconstructed a miscalculation," said a leading music industry observer. "The collection has sold very well and it's helped expand Bush's audience to include dance and techno fans who previously may have chosen to ignore the band. But it's also true that some of Bush's followers - especially those who veer towards the hard rock side of things - feel the band has left them in the dust. They're a little hurt and a little confused. I can't imagine them walking away from Bush altogether, but I don't see them necessarily buying Deconstructed, either. When the group puts out its next album I imagine they'll be there to support them." Indeed it should be most interesting to see exactly where Bush's commercial fortunes carry them in the months and years ahead. Admittedly, releasing Deconstructed was a bit of a gamble on the band's part - but in their eyes it was a great gamble certainly worth taking. As our industry source noted, Bush has now managed to break through and reach new audiences in the dance, hip-hop and techno worlds, audiences that clearly wouldn't give Bush the time of day only a year ago. In addition, the group's new found approach has landed them a number of recent big-budget movies, including An American Werewolf in Paris, in which the Bush song mouth is prominently featured. This, of course, is not Bush's first venture into the film biz, with their rendition of Joy Division's In A Lonely Place (which, by the way, pops up in a remixed form on Deconstructed) having appeared in the Crow II a few years back. "It's wonderful to have an opportunity to present songs that are not necessarily tied to complete album projects," Parsons said. "It allows you a degree of freedom you don't have when you're making an album. We've enjoyed our experiences contributing to movie soundtracks, and we certainly hope doing that in the future." Despite the mixed reaction afforded their latest release, for Bush the future still appears to be a lush garden filled with ripe commercial possibilities. In fact, just as Deconstructed was being released last year, the band was busy completing their 18-month long Razorblade Suitcase world tour - a road outing that witnessed the band play headlining shows before sold-out auditoriums throughout Europe, North America and the Orient. During that time the group performed in front of over 50,000 fans, and grossed an estimated $10 million. Add that impressive total additional income derived from album sales and merchandizing revenues, and one begins to understand why Rossdale the company felt now was an ideal time to unleash their most experimental and controversial disc yet on the rock-starved masses. With all that in mind, one might be hard pressed to see any down-side attached to Bush's recent list of accomplishments. Yet the lingering resentments left by the appearance of deconstructed may serve to cloud the band's immediate future - at least until they get around to recording their next album, now scheduled for sometimes late this year. It is then - and only then - that we'll discover if there has been any true and lasting impact associated with Bush's bold step away from their hard rocking roots. "The great thing about this band is that while everyone tries to figure us out, they can't really do it," Parsons said. "There are so many elements to our music that it allows us a great deal of freedom. Some people want to call us hard rock - and there are elements of that in our music. Others want to call us alternative - and there's probably some of that in there too. But at the same time we're not really any of those things. We're all of that - and more." -from 23Seconds

BUSH'S Gavin Rossdale: "We have the best fans in the world" 1st Half

After their successful American tour which winded down in July, Bush are finally home in Europe and while they had to deal with the cynics in their home England and were not that popular in Europe in the past, everything seems to have changed now. Armed with their well-recieved singles from their latest album Razorblade Suitcase like "Swallowed," "Greedy Fly" and "Personal Holloway," Bush are special guests at the major summer festivals like Reading and finally get the praise that they've been denied for so long. Despite eariler resistance by their native homeland, the group deserve to be very happy and enjoy their success. Unlike other bands who have had to work for a long time to their hard-earned rewards, Bush's commercial breakthrough was not too many years in the making. It was only '92 when Bush guitarist/vocalist Gavin Rossdale met guitarist and aspiring novelist Nigel Pulsford in a London club, and they raved about their common influences, Bob Marley and the Pixies. Soon after they became friendlier and channeled their energy into starting a band that would resemble the in vogue-sounds of American grunge like Nirvana, but more accessible in terms of melody, more laborious in terms of songwriting. The quartet chose to embrace the self-deprecating persona more popular with the angry grunge bands in the States but considered uncool by their English peers. "What I really don't like about Britain is the attitude of 'we're better than anyone else'," Pulsford said recently in Circus. "Like the Noel [Gallagher] thing of having Union Jacks on his guitar. I hate that flag-waving sort of thing, which we're not guilty of." Rounded out by bassist Dave Parsons(who previously played in the glam/punk Transvision Vamp) and drummer Robin Goodridge (the latter who replaced their first skinsman), Bush became the black sheep of United Kingdom groups by straying away from the more laid back Britpop and following their own sound - even if that meant breaking in on the other side of the Atlantic and playing a strenuously long chains of concerts. Before long, their '94 debut sixteen stone jumped into the Billboard's Top 20. As singles like "Little Things," "Glycerine" and "Machinehead" rolled into the music world's consciousness, Bush became an outfit that couldn't no longer be ignored. One thing is sure: Success hasn't spoiled 30-year-old Gavin Rossdale and even if millions of people everywhere worship him. Gavin is still as down to earth as always. CIRCUS: Recovered from trouring America? I heard it was great.... Rossdale: It was brilliant. I think we've got the best fans in the world! It was a great tour. I'm exhausted, wrecked and I feel like I could sleep for days, but it was GREAT! You've been touring almost 5 months.... It was exhausting, sometimes I just felt like I couldn't do another gig, then I went on stage and man, the audience, the was like touching raw energy. When you go on stage, the adrenaline starts pumping and takes over. You get the feedback from the fans and you want to give your best. I can't describe it. Aren't you pretty fed up with being together? It must be a terrible strain to be a band on tour. It was a terrible strain sometimes, but I said it before and I think I'll always say it: I love playing live, in fact we all do. Playing live is so much more rewarding than being in a studio. Some guys love to be in the studios and they love the recording process, to see how a song or an album gets put together. Fair enough, but it's not for me. I don't hate playing in the studio or recording a record, but if I've got the choice....Say you ask me "Gavin, want to play an hour studio and record some stuff or rather go out and play live?" Then's no doubt what I'll do. We're like four different characters and of course that cause friction but that's good. It's energy, it's being alive, input...Whatever you want to call it. We're four different characters and that's what makes Bush. I think if we'd be too much alike we'd have a problem, but being different keeps alive. After the tremendous success you had in America, does it mean anything to you that all the criticism in Europe slowly dies down? It's great! I love the States and I can only repeat how grateful I am for the friendly welcome we've had there but I'm British and it was always rather depressing to be dissed (dissed? could he not think of something more intelligent than 'dissed'?-not part of the article) at home. Don't get me wrong, I'm very grateful for the friendly welcome America gave us and I'll always be grateful but I think it's natural to want to be acknowledged at home. But you've got every right to burst with pride now. I was always proud of what we did as a band, our achievements and our touring - that's something a lot of bands did - and I was prepared to face criticism. But there's a difference between criticism and getting viciously attacked. What I'm proud of is, that a girl left her abusive boyfriend when she heard the lyrics "There's no sex in your violence." That really means a lot to me. I don't mind if people don't our music, you can't expect that everybody to have the same taste and it's good to have variety, in music, in art, in everything, but we had to face prejudices and that was the hardest part. You can't fight them, they're stupid, just as stupid as racism! The big thing was that you were accused of being just another Nirvana copy. Wasn't it a bit ridiculous? A lot of grunge bands were popular in England, but I never really thought we're a grunge band anyways. It was the fact that we are British and preferred American rock. I never made a secret out of the fact that I don't like Britpop. Come on, Britpop isn't really music. Going away and being successful in America made us, to some, sort of traitors. We were treated with such derision because we were successful elsewhere. That was the horrible part, I mean after all England is home and to be viciously attacked at home is hard to swallow. I know that I shouldn't have let it bother me, but after all I'm only human. Papers wrote "We don't want another Nirvana!" and kept comparing me to Nirvna. What the heck, I mean just because Kurt Cobain liked the Pixies and some of our influences were the same we are not a Nirvna copy. I thought it was strange that nobody ever said something right to my face. Scribbling away somwhere where it's safe and backstabbing us doesn't say a lot for them, does it? No hard feelings against the English? I love England and it is my home, but still people seem to hold a grudge for a long time that we are successful in America. They should have bothered to come to our shows and they would have seen that we are not like Nirvana. I don't just love Nirvna and the Pixies and I never studied grunge. You can't study music, you've got to feel it. I said often enough that I love Dylan, Neil Young, Leonard Cohen, Tom Waits and a lot of other artists. Or that Patti Smith was a big influence, the Sex Pistols - after all I grew up during that area and used to up like Johnny Rotten, but I've said that before, didn't I? Do you miss old times before you had such a huge success? I really don't miss the jobs I did! I did all sorts of shitty jobs to survive and pay my rent. I washed cars, painted houses - the day before Sixteen Stone came out I was painting a row of offices in London. Everybody in the band struggled and did all sorts of weird jobs just to support our music. That's the reson why I get so pissed off when people claim that we are just another media stunt. Or the stuff that I act depressed to sell records. I've always had a pretty dark and gloomy side. I think the English can't forgive me that I've done the unpardonable think: i talked and wrote about my pain and I screamed it all out. For me it was a way to survive, to keep my sanity! Maybe it's not very British, it has nothing to do with keeping a stiff upper-lip, but it's real and honest. I've always been like that. And for some unknown reason you're not allowed to be like that. Or you're not meant to be like that. You're not always depressed? No, of course not! I'm perfectly capable of being happy as well and I just like a healthy dynamic range, like most people I know. Everyone I know is like that. Everybody has a real shit day occasionally or someone's fucking you over in some way. It's just life, just getting by. You lived with your aunt in London and she had a car accident and is in the hospital. Wasn't that rather hard for you? You were very close to her. We were very close and it was a hard blow for me. To see her in the hospital is so depressing, she's still unconscience, part of her brain was damaged, and she's just vegetating, wired up. She was so full of life, the crazy one in the family, she used live in her pub The Pepperpot. She would have been better off if she wouldn't have survived. She was the one who turned me on to David Bowie and "Ziggy Stardust."When my parents got divorced, my mother left and I went to work with my aunt. She had a pub and I used to work in the pub, earn money, I liked it, I really did. It was a great experience for me and I think I learned about people than some guys do studying psychology. There was a lot of talk about the drugs you took. I'm glad that I've pulled through and I don't think taking drugs is something that's cool. I don't really want to talk about it and I hate it if people talk about drugs as if it's just like eating cookies. Taking drugs isn't cool and peer pressure is probably the hardest part when you're young. You think all the guys who take 'em are cool and you want to be cool too. I took them, fair enough, I don't want to lie and go on about it like "I never did it, I'm a friggin' saint", I'm not a saint, I did it but it's nothing I'm proud of. Any regrets? I got it out of my system when I was still young, I don't have to deal with it now where it would be lethal. I was damned lucky to survive. I don't say it's right or wrong and I don't say I'm better than anybody else, it's just not cool to talk about drugs as if they mean nothing.....You know, when I was having my mad drug phase, a friend of mine died from a heroin overdose and wasn't found for days. Too many of my friends have gone that way. Smack is deadly, I've seen what it can do. Sometimes I think I must be a cat with nine lives, I know that I used up a couple of them already. I've been through a lot - and I don't mean to whine - not everything was bad. I could easily have become a junkie, but I was always serious about the music. I'm glad that it's all behind me now. I've been through it already and have different perspectives now. There's a lot of talk about your past. Some say you were a spoiled brat, some say you've had a tough youth. What's the truth? Both, as funny as it may sound. I've got kind of a middle class background and my dad put me into this posh public school. I was there during the day but I didn't feel I belonged there, at night I hung out playing pool with some mates who were pretty rough lads and somehow I also didn't feel like I'd belong there. My dad insisted that I went to the posh school and I really didn't get on there. I've tried, but it wasn't for me. So you were the bad boy? I hated the school, I hated everything about it. I hardly ever saw my father and I was such an aggressive guy. I felt lost in that posh school, as I said - I hated it and I hated the school and I hated the people there, my teachers, my classmates, just about everybody and of course they hated me too. I had an attitude then and seen in retrospect I must confess that I was a regular little wanker, and aggressive little wanker. When I was 14, they tried to expel me but my father talked to them and they let me stay. I tried to beheave, tried to my aggressions under control, but I was a horrilble little kid. I hardly spoke to anybody. I think if I'd meet myself now - the guy when I was 14 - I would kill him. I tried to behave and it didn't work out. When I was 16 or 17 I decided to leave. And the guys you mentioned? The tough guys you used to hang out with? Most of them were Irish, I like the Irish, I really do, but those guys were tough fuckers. You had to watch it with them, if they felt insulted they didn't ask questions, they beat you up. I think hanging out with the rough lads from the wrong side of the tracks was my way of rebelling. You really had to watch out what you said or did or you were in deep shit. One wrong word and they hit first and asked questions later - if you were lucky. It was weird,I didn't really fit in anywhere. I think everybody has it, everybody feels it but when you're an adolescent, you think you're the only person on the whole planet who feels this way.


Congrats to Gavingurl5 who was the only one to correctly answer last week's question, What was BUSH called before BUSH? A lot of people thought that it was BUSH X, but that's not true. That's what they had to be called only in Canada because there was a Bush back in the '70s and the guitarist for that band still owned the rights to the name so he decided to cause a fuss and they were forced to change their name to Bush X, but only in Canada. The correct answer was Future Primitive. Onto this week's trivia.
1.How old was Gavin when he said his first word, and what did he say?
Send your answers to me! The winner gets an original wav file and/or picture made by me! Whether or not you get one or the other depends on how hard the question was and how many there are. (of course Bush related!)


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Chapter Three
I walked out of my room 10 minutes later, after I had hung up with Nigel. I slowly walked into the large room, glancing at Oceania who sat up, slowly strumming my guitar. "Hey Gav," she said, setting down the guitar,"I couldn't sleep after you stopped playing." I sat down next to her and smiled,"Hows your leg?" She frowned as she looked down upon it,"Ok, still hurts." "Are you sure you don't need to see a doctor?" I asked a bit concerned. She shook her head,"This room is gorgeous." I looked around the room and nodded. "I love those windows," she said, trying to get up and walk. I got up with her, holding onto her, so she had some source of support. We walked over to the windows, she limping as she walked along. She pulled back the white curtains, and looked at the view. "It's just absolutely beautiful," she said in a breath,"oh my god, what time is it?" "Almost noon." "Oh god, I have to go, someone is coming to visit me and he'll be here soon," she said, letting go of me and trying to walk on her own, but failed and almost feel until... I almost fell until Gavin caught me and put me back to balance. "Getting up to my cottage is going to be a little bit more difficult then I expected," I laughed have heartly. "How about I drive you there?" Gavin asked, looking into my eyes so deeply, I could of sworn he was looking right through me. "That would be great," I said, grateful of his offer. "Its that one," I said, pointing to my small, wooden cottage. I squinted at the cottage, looking for any sings that... "I'll help you out," Gavin said as he pulled up to the cottage, cutting off my train of thought. "Thanks," I said as he climbed out of the small car and to my door, opening it and helping me. As this was happening I noticed another car pulling up as well, it was Derek. I glanced at him as he climbed out of his car and towards me. "Oceania!" he said, coming up to me and giving me a big hug. I smiled and hugged him back. "Um, Gavin this is Derek, Derek..Gavin," I said introducing them both to eachother uncomfortably. They shoke hands but nothing else, not even trying to start some sort of conversation. "Uh, I'll see you later Oceania," Gavin said and quickly pulled away from my cottage. I watched him speed away. "Oceania I have missed you so much," Derek said, hugging me again. I hugged him back, again, wondering if Gavin knew that Derek and I were just friends. Great! I thought to myself as I pulled up to my cottage, much larger then Oceania's. What a perfect way to meet Onecaina's....boyfriend, or was he? I walked into the cottage, sitting down on the white couch and sighed, picking up my guitar and strumming it. Right then I felt alone, with no one sitting next to me. No one to love me. I decided then that I would start to write another song. I was getting a bit behind on that anyways. I was just beginning when I head a knock at my door. I wondered who it was, hoping a little that it was Oceania, but I knew that I couldn't be. "Robin! What the hell are you..." "No questions please," he said, pushing his way into the hallway, suitcases in hand. "Ok, just one. Why are you here?" Robin sighend and set his suitcases down,"Glynis and I are in a fight, no let me change that, we broke up, so I just need a place to stay till things cool off." "She kicked you out?" I said, swallowing my laughs. I know I should of felt sorry for Robin but only wanted to burst out laughing. "She didn't kick me out!" Robin yelled. "Alright, you can stay for a couple nights, but you know how I get when I'm in the process of writting songs." "Thanks mate, I owe you one," Robin said. "How are you Oceania? I haven't seen you for awhile, I've been worried about you," Derek asked me with much concern in his eyes. "Alright, but you know what day it is," I trailed off, looking down at the table I sat at. "Yeah I know what day it is, have you lite a candel for him?" "I must of lite 20 candels today. I always think I'll be okay on this day, but I see his face in my mind and all the tears come back to me." "Ocean, your father used to call you Ocean didn't he?" "Yes," I said quietly. He reached his hand out and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "Please don't call me that, you know only my father calles me that." "I know Ocean...Oceania, I'm sorry. I know you cry for him, but I wanted to tell you that I've missed you." Derek and I go back to when we were little kids, we went to grade school together. High school is when it got a bit strange. We got much closer. After my long term boyfriend cheated on me, after I was so convinced that he loved me and I loved him, I found him telling another girl the same vows. I poured everything out onto Derek and also drank my sorrows away. One thing led to another with Derek and we ended up having sex, and when I woke up next to him I ended up hating myself for it because I knew it meant more to him then me and all I wanted to erase it. Till this day I still think he's in love with me. "I've missed you too Derek, I miss having you around, you have always been like my big brother." "I don't want it to be that way, I want you to cry for me when I'm not here and I want you to love me when I am here." "It's not like that anymore Derek, you've changed, I've changed." "I knew you'd say that, I always knew, but I just want you to know that I'll always love you no matter where you are no matter who you're with, I want you to be happy, are you?" "Yes," I lied, looking straight into his eyes.

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"Perfection is boring."-Gavin