remember when a TV show makes a time asking the people interviewed who told a picture of silence to say goodbye to viewers. For me the desire to be a beautiful picture moves. A inner turmoil but with the volume to zero. Breathing in the dark someone who has not been asleep, the gentle rise and fall of his chest under a sheet seen through a thick glass. The configuration of the meaning of "desire" that has wrought in my subconscious over the years has pinch of impatience and anxiety, fantasy and secrecy, trust and torment. Have contributed to this view the letter in question that titles this record PJ Harvey: "Is this desire?" . That question asked yourself, denotes a shocking confusion. Not wanting to name just unknown sensations, is also surprising that the exciting part of the desire to have a back so unbearable and annoying. In this work, these secrets have a voice, a gruff voice and locked.
Exhausted after turning the exultant To Bring You My Love (1995) for nearly a year and devastated by the end of a passionate affair with Nick Cave, PJ Harvey came to assess the possibility of abandon her music career indefinitely, without reaching an early version of this work in 1997 engaged in a delicate emotional state. When was strengthened and picked up the thread of what had begun did not know that would shape which, in retrospect, is perhaps his most courageous: the expectation to see where it would lead after signing one of the disks rated by critics and audiences of 1995 did not exert any influence over it, making Is This Desire? the trip in black and white it should be, without a trace of carmine of his predecessor and more uncomfortable than on Rid of Me (1993) even without making a noise half.
disembodied tension of lust about to materialize in physical contact is contained in the part owner, but are rather the consequences of having the weight of the argument of the album. The hardness of this paper is the solitary nature of his narrative, a self-imposed isolation imposed on first and later: the aftermath of that swelling wistful when the situation changes, when communication with one who still wants is unworkable and there is a hard magnetic closure avoided. By creating characters with names and distinguishing features, no matter if they speak in first person or is she who explains in the third-organizes emotions and split with the hint of the sharp slope of the interior, perhaps a way to refuse the terrible certainty that such sentiments were his. His courage is even greater on an approach uncompromised sonic beauty per se : most of the songs feature vocal snippets and footage of the original models which Harvey recorded at home on his four track and maintain all types of impurities, from the hiss of the tape to trembling voice prompt, and uses minimalist electronics and distorted bass and full of dirt, as a tool to match the turbidity of musical emotions.
At the beginning of the disc shows the situation in 'Angelene' half time that speaks through the mouth of a girl who comes to any man but the soul has stolen the one that she can not reach. The context of the album from there is coarse and the grain of the photograph, thickness: the drum machine and keyboard bass line to stun on 'My Beautiful Leah "as headache and exhaustion that strikes after a long sigh , an appropriate setting for the story of a depressed girl who has disappeared ("Have you seen, sir? / black hair, brown eyes / (...) I never leave the last words he said: / 'If you can not find this instead, I'll be better off dead '"). The same skeleton works in other songs: on the schematic buzz 'Electric Light' two sentences for short enough that fascination secret by someone who removed the spirit ( "Her beauty electric light always starts the heart ) and the conversation between bass and vocals on the brisk pace of" A Perfect Day Elise 'hides a story of romance possessive ending in black.
portraits are given to rural women who spend years and remain alone (Catherine shrouded in mystery in 'The Wind': "Once was a woman from the city / but now sits and whines / ( ...) I see it in his chapel at the top of the hill / You must be so lonely "; Joy \u200b\u200bsurrounded by industrial extremism its title track: "Every single life / after thirty years and had never danced a step / It would have been in these mountains long ago if not for his condition" ) and poetic images such as 'The River' or 'The Garden', both underpinned by beautiful piano riffs. Gets more interesting when the feelings are of euphoria ("The Sky Lit Up 'exploding with percussion at the end: " I do not care what you think he / Take the car, take me hand / The sky lit up ") , despite devilish (exposure violent 'No Girl So Sweet' is the most intense Is This Desire? ) or recited in a voice that jealousy poisoned and choked in the cold 'Catherine' ( "I envy the wind, your hair riding / envy the pillow your head rests on it and dream / I envy your lover with a murderous envy / Until the light shine on me, curse every second you breathe "). Faded
embers of desire, his ashes blown by the breeze, is just reborn.
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