white chalk outlines around your heart
pj harvey's album was released in the UK today, and the leaks have started already. white chalk is devastating, the more i listen to it. it sounds like the music heartbroken ghosts would write while watching their former lovers put on makeup to go on a date with someone alive.
the images she evokes with her lyrics (lovers choking each other, teeth being smashed with hammers, abortions, dying children, etc), bring you back to maybe a farmhouse in the 1700's, decades back to elaborate mirrors and candle-lit haunted houses, back to times when people couldn't love whomever they wanted, when tragedy was kept under blankets at night.
if you're looking for a quick rock album, this isn't it. this isn't 'to bring you my love' or 'uh huh her'. but if you're looking for 34-minutes of a time capsule, of resounding, haunting piano, of searing broken hearts and dying romance, of vibrant decay -- this is it.




