When Harvey tries to revisit past glories, the results feel awkward and out of place. "Who the Fuck?" sounds like an outtake from Rid of Me, with its Albini-like wall of electricity and heaving, sassy chorus, while "Cat on the Wall" whirls inside a shoe-gaze haze of ambient guitar effects. Ultimately, Uh Huh Her is about self-acceptance, an acknowledgment of Harvey's stylistic and musical limitations. That doesn't mean that she can't write good songs anymore; Uh Huh Her is as compelling an album as she has ever done, but it's miles away from the awe-inspiring mystery of To Bring You My Love. When she strips her records of artifice and conceptual pomp, all that's left is great music and not much else.