Harvey (can we now call her “PJ,” or is that still a band, like the old Blondie/Debbie Harry split?) first glammed it up for To Bring You My Love. It was a fine departure, and it brought her creepy-sexy persona into new creepy-sexy territory. Then she started to become more…feminine, even girly. This played well with critics and her younger generation of fans—and who knows, maybe “girls,” too. But it bummed me out. My tiny art-freak skank was now making a pitch to be taken home to Mom.