The best promo for PJ Harvey’s ninth studio album, The Hope Six Demolition Project, came about entirely by accident. An unsuspecting Washington Post reporter published an account of the day he took a mysterious, dark-haired “musician/poet” on a tour of Washington, D.C.’s underdeveloped neighborhoods. That passenger was PJ Harvey, and the reporter’s own words resurfaced as lyrics in her rousing new album opener, “The Community Of Hope.”
Though the reporter knew nothing of Harvey’s music, he described her as “quiet and inscrutable, gazing out the window and writing in a journal.” It’s an astute summation of the songwriter’s psyche on The Hope Six Demolition Project, a loose travelogue-in-song informed by visits to D.C., Kosovo, and Afghanistan with the war photographer Seamus Murphy. Over blues- and gospel-inspired rockers, Harvey surveys landscapes of poverty and hope in the outside world with an air that’s more observational than To Bring You My Love-style cathartic.
As on 2011’s anti-war song cycle Let England Shake, Harvey is pretty fearlessly committed to staking out new musical ground. Dropping the autoharp for guitars, Hope Six overflows with gospel elements (check the eerie “River Anacostia,” with a callback to the slave spiritual “Wade In The Water”) and occasionally cacophonous saxophone accompaniment. And the material is not subtle in its probing of vast injustice. Like on the preceding album, Harvey brings in outside voices and samples for dramatic effect. In “Dollar, Dollar,” she builds a tapestry of voices around chaotic street chatter and rumbling horns. The track brings us back inside that reporter’s vehicle, meditating on Harvey’s guilt at driving away from a boy begging for money. “The Ministry Of Social Affairs” is much clumsier, with a lurching shuffle that coils around a sample of an old Jerry McCain blues number.