pulp lessons
Yesterday afternoon, while driving home from school, Pulp's 'Disco 2000' was playing and the children were quiet for once, listening intently.
Jarvis Cocker: Your house was very small / With wood chip on the wall
Bao: Why is [sic] the house small? They had no money?
Me: [cracking up and trying to keep my eyes on the road]
Let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.
Relax, I have no intention of showing them the music video.
The Bun is very intrigued by the relationship in the song and why the two protagonists never ended up together. We've been discussing it, bit by bit, at night before bed. I try to tell it like it is because he can't grow up in a sugarcoated happily-ever-after world, but admittedly the line has been hard to tread because he's such a sensitive, idealistic child. Oh, kiddo.
[This is a great live recording of Pulp performing the song live at Reading in 2011 - it's such an anthem from the 1990s. Jarvis Cocker looks like a slimy used-car salesman but the way the charisma pours from him (and his hips!) is gorgeous. He doesn't take himself seriously, was rocking nerd-chic way before the millennial hipsters were, and is a showman through and through. One of my regrets is never seeing Pulp live.]
Jarvis Cocker: Your house was very small / With wood chip on the wall
Bao: Why is [sic] the house small? They had no money?
Me: [cracking up and trying to keep my eyes on the road]
Click to viewLet's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road.
I never knew that you'd get married.
I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago.
Relax, I have no intention of showing them the music video.
The Bun is very intrigued by the relationship in the song and why the two protagonists never ended up together. We've been discussing it, bit by bit, at night before bed. I try to tell it like it is because he can't grow up in a sugarcoated happily-ever-after world, but admittedly the line has been hard to tread because he's such a sensitive, idealistic child. Oh, kiddo.
[This is a great live recording of Pulp performing the song live at Reading in 2011 - it's such an anthem from the 1990s. Jarvis Cocker looks like a slimy used-car salesman but the way the charisma pours from him (and his hips!) is gorgeous. He doesn't take himself seriously, was rocking nerd-chic way before the millennial hipsters were, and is a showman through and through. One of my regrets is never seeing Pulp live.]