PJ Harvey was just the kind of talented, self possessed, bad-ass rock girl that a young girl growing up in the 1990s needed to look up to.

I saw her open up at Red Rocks for–eegads!– the terrible rock band Live, but she looked amazing in all black leather and two bananas sticking out of her holster. No wonder she's stolen the hearts of Nick Cave and innumerable “deep” boys.

Try her album 4- Track Demos, it's the one that got me hooked in HS.