
I’m less than objective regarding Polly Jean Harvey. Before I even heard her music, I felt a connection with this woman the same age as me, who grew up relatively isolated (her in Yeovil near Stonehenge, me in Iowa near, um, the House on the Rock), listening to Captain Beefheart. When four of her seven albums are contenders for her best, it’s time to start wondering if she’s going to qualify for rock god status up there with Dylan, Beatles and Stones, or if she’s going to totally take a dive and discover Jehova or Scientology. Thankfully, our girl’s psyche seems solid. It doesn’t match her best work in ambition, but her supreme confidence can be felt in the understated performances and production. Actually there’s hardly much production at all, it’s her by her lonesome, just like on 4 Track Demos. Rather than showing off with complicated arrangements, the songs are stark and stripped down, with very simple chords. They almost seem too short and simple, but I think time and repeated listening will reveal more masterful nuance, much like the old blues geezers she grew up listening to.
September 17, 2025
Chameleons – Arctic Moon (Metropolis)
September 1, 2025
Lathe of Heaven – Aurora (Sacred Bones)

