Mark Harvey
Two of Diamonds
Mute

Being an unabashed fan of both the Birthday Party and Nick Cave and
the Bad Seeds (though mostly my uxorious allegiance is pled to the former),
I wondered whether Mick Harvey's music would bear similarities, would
intone and trail down the same themes and staked territories that is
found in the bend and curve of his work with Cave (an entirely lugubrious
world of sounds, sooty, swart and mirthless). The music was fairly typical
and practically replicated any expectations I might've previously had--one
could definitely sense that there was some uncanny link between the
two respective artists, the terrain was altogether familiar. I suppose
what was surprising was Harvey's voice, which I had lazily predicted
to mirror that of Cave, and though he has the same arch, gothic drawl,
it is pronouncedly more southern; pensive, almost lachrymal, the kind
of thing that can loom perilously close to the edge of self-parody and
public derision. It's also a bit less ominous, a more playful and impish
permutation of Cave's brooding paroxysms, something he has necessarily
perfected.
Two of Diamonds is comprised mostly of cover songs of artists
who impassion Harvey. The album tends to be rather diverse in its selections,
with songs by Bill Withers, his own Crime and the City Solution, James
Cruickshank of Cruel Sea, the Saints, Emmylou Harris, P.J. Harvey, David
McComb of the Triffids, and an arcane and sadly unknown 60s Australian
pop act called the Loved Ones. Most of the selected acts are indigenous
to Australia, and Harvey consciously drew upon their relative obscurity,
knowing full well some of the aforementioned acts are virtually unheard
of in the States. The album has a wonderfully sustained atmosphere that
evokes daguerreotype photos, duplicitous card games and the windswept
sound of bottles being blown off the counter of some dusty saloon, spilling
clumsily out onto the creaked and splintered floor boards. The presence
of James Johnston and his sonorous organ, with its vaudeville drones
and circus chirps that find their place in most of the Bad Seeds' work,
accentuates this spectral charm--as does the double bass provided by
Rosie Westbrook. Harvey's cover of "Sad Dark Eyes" might take
its claim as my favorite song on the album, as its incensed chorus with
the spindly, ghost-like glissandos and sputtering organ form a truly
delectable song (incidentally, it's also one of the songs closest to
the Bad Seeds). Harvey's own "Little Star" is an exceptionally
well-written tune, one whose lyrics and alliterative stresses conjure
wonderful images and shapes (the line "like stars stuck in the
sky, far apart as you and I" being one of the many lyrical delights).
His cover of an unreleased P.J. Harvey song called "Slow-Motion
Movie Star" is endearingly hypnotic, creating waves of sound for
the listener to sink under.
--Brandon DiSabatino