Woke up this morning and there was at least 10 cm of snow outside. Just like that. Everything's tucked under a thick, white, dimly glowing cover.
If there ever was a record that could describe the same combination of coldness, comfort and beauty it'd have to be PJ Harvey's album White Chalk. So, here's PJ playing When Under Ether in a place that seems to be a giant concert hall. Love the way she still manages to make that huge stage her own and create a strangely private atmosphere. It's almost like that enormous crowd was eavesdropping outside her bedroom door.
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