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Track: Seem an I
Artist: PJ Harvey
Album: I Inside the Old Year Dying

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Name: PJ Harvey
Spotify Genres: art pop, singer-songwriter, alternative rock
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Polly Jean "PJ" Harvey MBE (born 9 October 1969 Bridport, Dorset, England) is an English musician and singer-songwriter. Harvey began her career in 1988 when she joined Bristol band [a668599] as a vocalist, guitarist and saxophone player. In January 1991, following her departure from [a=Automatic Dlamini], Polly Jean Harvey formed her own band with former bandmates [a=Rob Ellis] (drums, backing vocals) and [a344002] (bass). Harvey decided to name the trio "PJ Harvey" after rejecting other names as "nothing felt right at all or just suggested the wrong type of sound". The trio consisted of Harvey on vocals and guitars, Ellis on drums and backing vocals, and Olliver on bass. Olliver later departed to rejoin the still-active Automatic Dlamini. He was subsequently replaced with [a=Steven Vaughan]. The band released two albums: "[Link]" (1992) and "[Link]" (1993). The band's final tour was to support [a=U2] in August 1993, after which the trio officially disbanded. Since that PJ Harvey started recording music solo under the same name.

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Release: PJ Harvey - I Inside The Old Year Dying
Year: 2023
Genres: Rock
Styles: Alternative Rock, Folk Rock

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LYRICS

Bedraggled angels blethered
Across Eleven Acres
As belling from the boneyard
Rangled round the orchard
Her fingernails a-ripped
From hauling clay-filled fists
Out of the Riddle's edges
For pots with happy voices

Consumed with twanketen
Only eased by scratching
Wisp-words slim as thistles
Or sickly chicken whistles

Seem an I a childhood
Of quartere'il and wormwood
Of not-friends running nowhere
Of vog a-veiling elsewhere

Till in the vaultеd barn
Queer-lit by dummet zun
She knew hеrself a vessel
Fit for a different wordle

Where footsteps must be lone
And barefoot upon stones
And the northwind's ever-host
Giving edges to the ghosts

Seem an I a childhood
Of quartere'il and wormwood
Of not-friends running nowhere
Of vog a-veiling elsewhere
Of mother's voice not calling
Of corrugated iron
Of devil's birds and whiskey
Of chilver hogs and fleecy

And nuts I could not reapy
And nuts I could not reapy