DIFFERENT CLASS
Outubro de 95, o mundo respirava música britânica ou se quiser ser mais cafona, Britpop. No mesmo mês são lançados "
What's the Story (Morning Glory)" do
Oasis, "
The Great Escape" do
Blur e essa pérola aí de cima. Histórico.
Pulp já tinha chegado ao número 2 inglês em abril do mesmo ano com "
Common People", e todos aguardavam o álbum ansiosamente, e quando finalmente foi lançado não decepcionou. É um tratado pop, que eles alcançaram e fazem de tudo pra jamais repetir. Músicas como "
Mis-Shapes", "
Disco 2000" e a já citada
"Common People" são obras primas dos anos 90. Tenho uma história trágica a respeito desse disco; ele foi lançado em uma edição especial com 12 capas diferentes e na época em terra brasilis era bem difícil e caro de ser achado. Bem em janeiro de 97 quando estava voltando da minha estada em Londres, uma semana antes mais precisamente, saio para fuçar em lojas para caçar as últimas coisas que traria pra cá. Acho o referido disco (já deletado) com as capas e tudo mais pela bagatela de 7 libras. Chego todo feliz em casa e procuro meu discman para dormir ouvindo o tal disco. Pena que não o encontrei, não só ele como a minha mala com mais de 180 CDs, tudo o que eu havia comprado no período que morei lá. Se serve como consolo ainda tenho o disco com a troca de capas (hahaha). Estou colocando Pulp "quotes" em todos os post dessa semana, mas esse vai ser especial, postarei o manifesto pop que é a letra de
"Common People" , enjoy it.
Common People
She came from Greece she had a thirst for knowledge,
she studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College,
that's where I,
caught her eye.
She told me that her Dad was loaded,
I said "In that case I'll have a rum and coca-cola."
She said "Fine."
and in thirty seconds time she said,
"I want to live like common people,
I want to do whatever common people do,
I want to sleep with common people,
I want to sleep with common people,
like you."
Well what else could I do -
I said "I'll see what I can do."
I took her to a supermarket,
I don't know why but I had to start it somewhere,
so it started there.
I said pretend you've got no money,
she just laughed and said,
"Oh you're so funny."
I said "yeah?
Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here.
Are you sure you want to live like common people,
you want to see whatever common people see,
you want to sleep with common people,
you want to sleep with common people,
like me."
But she didn't understand,
she just smiled and held my hand.
Rent a flat above a shop,
cut your hair and get a job.
Smoke some fags and play some pool,
pretend you never went to school.
But still you'll never get it right,
cos when you're laid in bed at night,
watching roaches climb the wall,
if you call your Dad he could stop it all.
You'll never live like common people,
you'll never do what common people do,
you'll never fail like common people,
you'll never watch your life slide out of view,
and dance and drink and screw,
because there's nothing else to do.
Sing along with the common people,
sing along and it might just get you through,
laugh along with the common people,
laugh along even though they're laughing at you,
and the stupid things that you do.
Because you think that poor is cool.
I want to live with common people,
I want to live with common people etc...
