Sunday, February 20, 2011

The end of the affair?

Oh Polly what have you become?
A few months ago I wrote you a love letter on this blog, but like many other relationships our was not to last. We stayed together for 19 years, not bad all things considered.

Yesterday you played Le Cirque Royal for the second night in a row. It was rubbish. Yes you can still sing, yes the sound was good and the band tight but where has the feeling gone? The fire? The personality?
Wearing a silly hat and costume, playing a ridiculous autoharp and singing like a demented child do not make you original or entertaining. It makes us sad however.
A few old tracks thrown at us like bread at pigeons did not blind me enough to think I had a great night.

If you choose not to speak to your adoring public, at least make some sort of effort to fill the gaps...the silence between the tracks made you look like you don't care so enthralled are you with yourself. It smacked of musical masturbation and you forgot the first rule entertainment: yup you're doing all of this for your AUDIENCE and even if some saw you live for the first time, I'm sure the memory won't last long on the collective memories.

Yet I have many memories that I will cherish and I will forever keep your 4 albums from the 90s close to my heart and my ears. When you were a woman consumed by her emotions, it's what's always seduced me about your music and it's what's lacking so much today.
Gone are the songs written with your heart and tripes, in favor of more intellectual musings.
These are not for me.

One last comment about last night's gig: you also seem to have forgotten what a wonderful vocal range you possess, favoring that nasal high pitch that actually hurts the ears.

Talking of ears, a musician such as you must hear the difference between your previous work and its passion and the dull, steril sound of your recent outputs. Don't be too proud Polly, everybody's allowed to be wrong, just come back stronger soon, please.

I wish you all the best and thanks for the past 19 years.

with love,

PS: if you ever come back, I'll welcome you with open remember this?


  1. I wish she could come back soon, showing some kind of love to her Belgian public...
    My 2 cents here:

  2. Triste blogpost que j'aime beaucoup.
    Je ne connais pas son dernier album : je me suis arrêtée à celui d'avant où j'ai été déçue. Déçue de son côté trop intimiste peut-être... comme tu dis de la perte de son spectre vocal et où est le rock les trippes de l'époque où elle était toute folle d'avoir enregistrée à NYC?
    Merci pour ce post!

  3. @Zoltan @medzo merci de vos commentaires, je vois que je ne suis pas la seule à avoir ce sentiment. En même temps les artistes évoluent et changent, il faut l'accepter. Je suis heureuse d'avoir qq albums qui resteront à mes côtés et pour le reste, PJ ira toucher d'autres gens...