I was researching a post about P.J. Harvey but completely missed the fact that she played at the Warfield last week — I was still processing Mingus and Cajun music.
My neighbors went and I am like so jealous.
I started this riff after seeing a review in the New Yorker in January.
But until I get to it — I wrote to Beth Lisick for advice, and am awaiting a response; I may have to stalk Beth’s Sunday Solo showcase in SF to expedite request — here is NPR offering a free streaming of that Golden Voiced affair, smiles all around, or what I should do is buy drinks all around at The Lex (coincidentally or not, down the street from Smiley’s old office), and not just artwork by Michelle Muldrow off the wall:
edit to add, april 29, 2011: My thanks to Noah Shemtov of Noamdora Blog for burning me a copy of “Let England Shake:” I might suggest to him that we send a dollar or so to PJ Harvey’s publisher for mechanical rights to the compositions; also, I will try to remind myself to buy a hard copy of the cd from Rasputin’s Records in Mountain View, along with TV on the Radio’s “Nine Types of Light.” When I get a minute I will recap my thoughts on this cd and what little I know of her career, in response partially to Sacha Frere-Jones New Yorker article (I didn’t know until just now that Sacha was a dude; I noticed he also wrote about Merril Garbus pka Tune-Yards, who I am interested in, and like Polly just missed locally). Meanwhile, I am pasting or posting this video:
Edit to add, July 5: meanwhile Amanda Petrusich of New York Times among others has noted a band with a P.J. Harvey derived name, Uh Huh Her: