The Garden, a PJ Harvey Discussion Site

It's 7th capo.

Dm, Em, C, Em, F
I live and die through England

F, Em G
Through England, it leaves a sadness...

Repeat...

Then the climax is G, B, C, B

Strictly speaking about the music, I think I would have to choose Let England Shake, White Chalk, and Uh Huh Her. A Woman a Man Walked By would be a close fourth. For me, I guess PJ has been on fire for a good amount of time now.

If talking about favorite "eras," however, I think I would vote ...

This showed up on Facebook.

PJ Harvey Confirms New York Show For April 20th

We are happy to confirm that PJ Harvey will be performing in New York’s Terminal 5 on April 20th. Tickets for the show go on-sale on February 4th and will be available from http://www.ticketmaster.com/event/0000462BAF666421
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This is an article from NPR in which Seamus Murphy briefly describes the 12 short films, Words That Maketh Murder in particular.

http://www.npr.org/blogs/allsongs/2011/ ... er?ps=cprs

An attempt at Bitter Branches. Go ahead and correct any of my inevitable mistakes.

"Bitter Branches"

Bitter branches
spreading out.
There’s none more bitter
than the wood.

Into the wide world,
it grows,

twisting under
soldier’s feet,
standing in line
and the damp earth underneath.

Holding up ...

I think the answer to "How is our glorious country sewn?" is "Not with WHEAT and corn."

Also, the ending answers sound like:

"The fruit is inborn children,
The fruit is inborn children,
The fruit is orphan children,
The fruit is inborn children."

They are available on Youtube now. Someone must have gotten them.

Thank you so much! It's beautiful.

No! I can't believe I missed it. I wonder if they will allow us to replay the show later.

Sorry brownbrown, I missed your post.

The lyrics are on the website now, and they read:

Written on the Forehead

People throwing dinars
at the belly-dancers,
in a sad circus
beside a trench of burning oil.

People throw belongings,
a life-time's earnings,
amongst the scattered rubbish
and suitcases on the sidewalk.

Date palms, orange ...

Thank you for the lyrics! Although I keep hearing the ending as:

Some DOVE in the river and tried to swim away,
Through TONGUES of sewage; FATE WRITTEN ON THEIR FOREHEADS.

I somehow only recently stumbled across this thread, but--from the code--I would have guessed that this somehow involved Animal Collective.

I don't remember when I read it, but know I heard this bit of information somewhere. There are also a series of photos of Automatic Dlamini that she took during that time period.