PJ Harvey

PJ Harvey

Black Hair of Love
Mary Magdalene
The Big Satisfaction
Dark as the Deepest Sea

Polly Jean Harvey is my blues, my winter in the middle of the summer, and the spring in that same summer. Polly Jean transforms herself as she wishes, always under the skin, on the lips, under the tongue. I would rather only list her songs and their versions, and then disappear mute in the darkness. Whatever I say will not be enough.
I am not sorry that some memories are blurred. Only songs remain from some memories. Provocative dresses and body movements. There are often helicopters flying low above the city in which I live. Sometimes I think that I could hit them with a rock. But my fingers only touch the ground and caress it. And I remember the song. PJ Harvey and Thom Yorke.
Which is bigger, to write ‘The Mess We’re In’ or to inspire Cave for ‘Boatman’s Call’? as always, depends from which angle we decide to look upon matters, because there is lot of pain at stake. I know! The biggest thing is ‘Oh My Lover’ and the fatal surrender to what we consider to be love. In the end, love is just as we think it is.
Oh my lover (Peel)

2018-08-21T17:22:32+00:00 March 30th, 2016|Categories: Reviews, Sound, Blesok no. 106|0 Comments