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| | P J Harvey review: Hypnotic spell cast by a choir girl-cum-banshee - Telegraph |
 | | In the middle of an otherwise bare stage, P J Harvey had built herself a nest, using an upright piano, a couple of amplifiers, a keyboard and other bits and pieces. |
 | | Wearing a long, fl, Victorian-style gown, her hair in big, unruly curls, Harvey took up her position in the centre of all this, strapped on a Gibson Firebird guitar, pulled her sleeves up and began to strum. |
 | | But here, the idiosyncratic West Country singer and songwriter Polly Jean Harvey, playing the first of two such performances, was a commanding, compelling presence, casting a hypnotic spell over a hushed hall with her songs of fierce longing and heartbreak and torrid sex. |
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