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or a noisy party when people are least expecting it. They're about as amusing as a squashed snail, but I'll wager without hesitation that Pulp are streaked with mischief, and that's not all; for making the analysis of self-torment such a congenial experience, a quartet of stars is the least they deserve. It would be too easy to give up. Originality revolves around reminiscence, never merely reflection; how to use what has gone before to create something different. "You can dance to our music, but it's easier if you're a cossack." Pulp are deserving of your attention.
Interesting. From their beginnings in 1983 as an unassuming pop band whipping up a frothy mixture of Simon and Garfunkel and Felt and Jazz-Butcherishness and even Rodgers and Hammerstein (check out 'Love Love' on their gorgeous 'It' mini-LP, it sounds like a show-stopper from 'Oliver! or something.) to create lovely wafting songs like 'My Lighthouse' and 'There Was.', Pulp have progressed through numerous line-ups and numerous tunnels to something much darker and menacing - their music teetering from sweet Lou Reedy tunes through feedback-soaked discord all the way to Euro-disco on their next single (if Fon ever decide to release it), the charmingly-titled 'Death Comes To Town'. And they smoke. It's great. PULP records you will enjoy. red globe, car crashes, bubbles, pretty colours, lights are now part of the experience. "Manon" (B-side to "Master of the Universe") 3:33 . I'd gone into this terrible depression of finding out what relationships were really like, but not knowing how to deal with it - you go out with somebody for six months and spend another eighteen trying to split up. It fuels the Fire dispute rumours (sorry) and the theory that the group and their label are no longer seeing eye to eye. They may find survival difficult yet they should endure as recognition cannot be far away.