Like all critical darlings, PJ Harvey had a defining moment when she simultaneously endeared herself to rock writers and set off art-house panic alarms in the average listener. That moment was the opening line of her 1993 track Reeling: "I want to bathe in milk/ eat grapes," she raged. "Robert De Niro/ sit on my face." Raw, dark, witty and extremely sexual, Harvey had critics panting, and it's no wonder. But people who actually pay for records stared at the frequently naked form on her album covers; heard the heart-laid-bare, avant-garde songs about frustration and denial; and ran into the welcoming...
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