Seeing this woman stand 5 feet tall on stage above you, being at her feet is like watching an army enter a circus, soldiers change into acrobats suits, and still perform their most righteous occupation with the single intent to make the small hairs on your forearms dance.
The Hope Six Demolition Project, PJ Harvey (& Support: Low) | Zitadelle Spandau | Berlin
Is this the frail girl you’ve once seen on the TV screen when you were 9 years, the decade was 1990s, presumably when everything was made better – art, love, records? Could she be the flamboyant queen of drama and damage – black hair soaked wet and make-up running down her visage – in C’mon Billy? The supernatural visceral snake woman from Down By The Water? The pale forest Faun asking Who Will Love Me Now in her album White Chalk? The political advocate waving the white flag in the midst of England’s crushing torment? With a coming of age album – The Hope Six Demolition Project, a poignant sarcastic depiction of poverty tourism, filled with heavy-handed images of Washington DC and Afghanistan – an utmost versatile voice and a stage presence that shakes and stirs stadiums, PJ Harvey is all these people in one single groundbreaking artist.