P.J. HarveyStories From The City, Stories From The SeaIsland Records
Let me make an assumption here … If guys had to answer what female singer they have a crush on, they’d probably say Jennifer Lopez, Madonna, Britney Spears, or Lauryn Hill. For me, it’s always been P.J. Harvey. I remember telling a friend that if I ever saw P.J. Harvey walking down the street, I’d tell her how much her music meant to me and ask if I could give her a kiss. I pictured this scenario taking place in New York City: she’d thank me for my compliments, and rather than letting me give her a kiss, she’d ask me if I’d like to join her for a drink at her favorite bar. We’d sit and talk for hours about our childhood, amusement parks, playing guitar, swimming in oceans, and fulfillment. As the bartender announced last call, I’d ask her if I could walk her home. She’d oblige me only to make me aware that I wasn’t going to be invited upstairs for coffee or dessert. My face would then turn beet red, I’d help her into her jacket, and we’d walk out into the cold night.
When I first listened to this album, I thought for sure she wrote the song “Beautiful Feeling” about me. I was certain she’d heard through the grapevine about the guy with the crush when I listened to her singing. “A smile from San Diego, he is still a boy. Two ends to every rainbow … a train from Mexico. And he’s the best thing … such a beautiful feeling.” But then reality grabbed me by the ear and pulled me back down to earth as my friend, who I once shared this secret crush with, said, “Wake up, dumbass, we’ve got captions to write. Get over it.”
If you’ve never heard of P.J. Harvey, I highly recommend Stories From The City, Stories From The Sea, and an earlier album titled Rid Of Me. Her singing and guitar playing will excite, haunt, and inspire you. P.J., if you’re reading this, I swear I’m not a stalker.-Shem Roose