Taking her own 2022 epic poem “Orlam” as its source material, PJ Harvey’s tenth album is steeped in the arcane history of her native Dorset. Not only in the forgotten dialect that catches and snags within the dense hedgerows of songs (“twiddicks” “vog” “drush” and “gawly” are all words unlikely to have troubled the pop charts before), but in the ghostly spirits and characters wandering through them. I Inside The Old Year Dying’s loose narrative follows a girl who falls in love with the ghost of an English Civil War soldier and Harvey at times sounds more like she’s reciting an ancient incantation or spell, the skeletal creaks and murmurs of the music helping to conjure a record that seems to inhabit a liminal space between centuries and worlds.