Dry was shockingly frank in its subject and sound, as
PJ Harvey delivered post-feminist manifestos with a punkish force.
PJ Harvey's second album,
Rid of Me, finds the trio, and
Harvey in particular, pushing themselves to extremes. This is partially due to producer
Steve Albini, who gives the album a bloodless, abrasive edge with his exacting production; each dynamic is pushed to the limit, leaving absolutely no subtleties in the music.
Harvey's songs, in decided contrast to
Albini's approach, are filled with gray areas and uncertainties, and are considerably more personal than those on
Dry. Furthermore, they are lyrically and melodically superior to the songs on the debut, but their merits are obscured by
Albini's black-and-white production, which is polarizing. It may be the aural embodiment of the tortured lyrics, and therefore a supremely effective piece of performance art, but it also makes
Rid of Me a difficult record to meet halfway. But anyone willing to accept its sonic extremities will find
Rid of Me to be a record of unusual power and purpose, one with few peers in its unsettling emotional honesty. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine