Different Class is Pulp's hugely successful sixth album, which was released in 1995. This was during a golden era for britpop, as Oasis and Blur were also at their prime.
For many people, much of Pulp's appeal is due to the lyrics and the charismatic lead singer. For me however, both these intertwined aspects are often downsides of Pulp. The singer often comes across as a cloistered arts student tosser, preaching as the self-proclaimed spokesman for the working class. On top of this, there are often undertones of a creepy stalker-esque vibe. Anyway, I'd better get off my soap box, because there is an album here to review!
Thankfully, it starts out well with
Mis-shapes. The gentle opening builds anticipation, ramped up further by the energy of the pre-chorus, and then resolved with a wonderfully catchy chorus. Pop perfection. But then the cycle repeats a few more times without any real overall direction or injection of new ideas. So by the end of the song, it has gone quite stale.
Monday Morning suffers the same "Groundhog Day" fate, which is a pity because the sparse guitar introduction and deconstructed ska groove are great sections.
In
Pencil Skirt, I am struggling to overlook the really creepy stalker-esque lyics. Though I do enjoy the subtle hammond organ sounds and the bridge section. However, the awkwardly tacked-on ending is a bit of a shambles.
From the first time the infectious guitar and keyboard melodies of
Common People are heard, it marks the beginning of a wonderful journey and a pop anthem masterpiece. Despite my opening rant, the narrative of the lyrics is a wonderful highlight of the song. It is brimming with vivid and touching accounts of working class life, for example:
You dance and drink and screw,
because there's nothing else to do.
Although the lyrics (especially towards the end) have an undertone of a bitter class war, I prefer to view them as a celebration of "ordinary" lives; as viewed by a naïve and curious female subject, who just happens to have a rich father. Viewed through this lens, it is a wonderfully uplifting experience (not least as a drunken singalong!).
The instrumentals on
Common People perfectly support the lyrics, but they also do so much more. It builds and builds and builds, with countless instrumental cameos adding to the layering. The melodies are all quite simple and catchy, but their blending leads to a wonderfully rich tapestry. And the climax is a colossal ending. Common People is a fantastic arrangement, and represents Pulp at their best.
Similarly,
I Spy is another grandiose masterpiece. And the lead singer's creepiness fits perfectly here! The sneering and sucking through teeth perfectly complement the narrative. As per Common People, the instrumentals create a captivating journey through the song, again with countless subtle hooks all blended together perfectly.
Disco 2000 makes great use of a... ummm... disco style. It's great bouncing fun. And I do also enjoy the lyrics for this one, especially the chorus.
Here is where the album is pretty much over for me. If
Live Bed Show has any musical merit, it is completely dwarfed by the extreme creepiness of the lyrics. A story where the bed is the main character? Really?! And
Underwear is almost as cringe-worthy.
Sorted For E's & Wizz thankfully brings some enjoyment to the second half of the album. The style perfectly captures that wonderfully surreal feeling of being absorbed in a music festival. The Theremin sound is a great part of illustrating that it feels like we are on some kind of magical spaceship. The lyrics of the chorus are a bit of a killjoy for me (when you're in the zone, the last thing you want to think about is tomorrow's hangover!), but musically it is very captivating.
Favourite songs
Common People, I Spy, Disco 2000, Sorted For E's & Wizz
Worthwhile?
Yes. When the stars align for a handful of songs, the musical greatness overcomes my philosophical grumblings about the lyrics.