we just saw pj harvey in a small space.
she is all butch songs, all butch voice and all lovely, girlish, equine body.
with wrath. sinewy, erupting wrath.
she wore a pretty, strapless yellow dress, hair like Karen O's (or that cute housewifey dime from the glad-bag commercials - isn't she on some 'trading spaces' type show?), breasts wanting to squander free, and she sang songs about jealously and heartbreak and pain and violence.
what is truly disturbing about polly jean is that she's beyond hurt; she's absorbed and processed the hurt already and is now dispensing her gluttonous acrimony with pure, knowing conviction.
and motherfuckers are scared.
she is all butch songs, all butch voice and all lovely, girlish, equine body.
with wrath. sinewy, erupting wrath.
she wore a pretty, strapless yellow dress, hair like Karen O's (or that cute housewifey dime from the glad-bag commercials - isn't she on some 'trading spaces' type show?), breasts wanting to squander free, and she sang songs about jealously and heartbreak and pain and violence.
what is truly disturbing about polly jean is that she's beyond hurt; she's absorbed and processed the hurt already and is now dispensing her gluttonous acrimony with pure, knowing conviction.
and motherfuckers are scared.
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piperrose:
Shit not half as much as what's goin on in your life.... Just working non-stop... Partying when I can.... Getiing more and more ink when I can.... When are you coming out this way? 
piperrose:
Shit I am in Concord... Close enough to sf where we are all gonna be tonight.. You should come meet us... Hemlock in SF baby~~ you like beer right? 