Step on up and hear Polly jane sweat the blues.
This album STILL almost hurts me. When I first bought it (I was 15 or something- a girlfriend recommended it) I simply hated it. HATED IT. Too honest. Too sincere. It was too raw, to open, too discomfiting. This makes most punk, hardcore- goth, whatever look like bland treacly window dressing. Polly Jane, within these terrifying little gems, cuts her throat open and spits venom in your ears. She hangs you with her guts. Wow. This music is so personal its a tad disturbing.
And still gorgeous. This razor sharp lil' collection is vastly better than the more polished and mediocre 'Rid of Me,' from which most of these tracks ended up- albumwise. It was her second, which makes this her 2 and a half, right before her masterful "To Bring You My Love,' a milestone.... it's been downhill trek from there, in my opinion.
Which is not to say that the album is noisy or subversive or transgressive or some other such pc, tame lit-jargon BS. It's just that she doesn't care how she affects the listener- you can tell she's singing these songs primarily for herself.
Trivia!!!! A great scene in a great little movie- 'Strange Days,' Juliette Lewis is in some post-grunge band and covers two PJ Harvey tracks, 'Rid of Me,' and 'I can Hardly Wait.' Both are from this album. Ms. Lewis, who can sing quite admirably in fact, pales in comparison with Ms Harvey.
Stand out tracks: Easy (my fave- what a great guitar lick!), Rid Of Me, Yuri-G, Ecstasy, M-Bike, I Can hardly Wait and Legs (the way she wales still raises the hairs all over my body)
A great catch!