PJ Harvey
Stories From The City, Stories From The Sea

CD Review by Norm Elrod

There’s a lot of talk about PJ Harvey’s latest Stories From The City, Stories From The Sea being her New York album. Let’s dispel that notion right now. Her six-month stay in the city may have influenced many of the songs heard here, but they hardly slice off a piece of the Big Apple. Nor is that really the goal. The best work composed with New York as it’s subject or backdrop doesn’t view it with awestruck eyes. The city flows through the veins of its best songwriters (Lou Reed, Freedy Johnston, Dean Wareham, etc.) and into their music. They live it every day. So it’s really no surprise that Harvey’s visit didn’t allow her to capture this vibe to the extent she’s capable. What more evidence do we need than album cover photos taken in Times Square, where only tourists go?

That being said (and it’s been bothering me with each listen and each article I read), Stories may just be Harvey’s most stunning release, in a career of stunning releases. In short supply are the angry dirges and banshee wails. Cue the glorious melodies and (gasp!) the occasional message of hope. Our little Polly Jean is in love, or at least she’s made an album as though she were.

Opener "Big Exit," complete with late 80s style U2 guitar licks and echo laden vocals, is our first clue that something’s a little different this time around. Filled with aggression, especially for a track one, it lacks the spite that’s often part and parcel of Harvey's work. It also introduces us to a Harvey who’s realized she need not poison every spoonful of sugar she dishes out. With thicker harmonies and a more precious melody, "A Place Called Home" could almost be a Sarah McLachlan song. And I mean that in a good way. Radiohead's Thom Yorke lends his strangely beautiful and complementary vocals on three tracks, including the minimal and haunting "Beautiful Feeling" and what amounts to a lead turn on the OK Computer style "This Mess Were In." Particularly on the latter, these two artists, both in touch with their alienation, manage to subtly convey the distance in even the most intimate of relationships.

"You Said Something," alluding to a particularly poignant moment that’s never actually revealed, may be the most immediately engaging track here. And while it screams crossover single (Mix stations, VH1, and coming of age in the city type TV shows starring Jennifer Love Hewitt), the obvious New York City references are irksome. Lines like "On a rooftop in Brooklyn, one in the morning, watching the lights flash in Manhattan," amount to a postcard view of the city that never sleeps. Still her lyrics can cut like a rusty blade. "Speak to me of heroin and speed, of genocide and suicide, syphilis and greed. Speak to me the language of love, the language of violence, the language of the heart." If "The Whores Hustle And The Hustlers Whore" is the snarl of a fallen angel with scraped up knees, then "This Is Love" is her twisted admission of vulnerability. "I can’t believe life’s so complex, when I just wanna’ sit here and watch you undress. This is love that I’m feeling." Maybe it’s not quite love in the dove white, rose petal, Lilith Fair sense, but it’s a far cry from wanting Robert De Niro to sit on her face. Harvey closes the album with a rare show of acceptance in the face of a failing romance. "We Float" fades out with the simple words of wisdom "take life as it comes."

While her New York visit doesn’t infuse the songs here with the perspective of a seasoned local, the city has obviously affected her outlook on life. Though I wouldn’t look for a cover of "The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin’ Groovy)" anytime soon. Simply put, Harvey has seen the light at the end of the Lincoln tunnel, and she’s racing ahead. Let’s just hope it’s approaching dawn but not yet the morning rush hour.

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