A little Metronomy who played at Wireless:
Despite the best intentions, I found myself drifting back in time when Pulp played the Wireless festival in Hyde Park this year. When one of their best known songs features your name over and over again and references the year 2000 – you can’t help but look back. The past can be a dangerous place to delve into. Either it’s painted with a certain rose-coloured perspective that didn’t really exist or, alternatively, you may see only pain. The purpose of life is to experience, learn and be wiser in the present and appreciate the joy that people can bring to your life if you don’t get caught up in some image that really isn’t important. Therefore I threw off the past and concluded that Pulp hadn’t really changed that much from when I’d seen them in the nineties. Yes, they have grown older but Jarvis is still a show-man regaling us with tales and jumping around the stage. The set focused on the A Different Class album but my friend and I concluded that maybe it could have benefitted from a bit more of the edgy This is Hardcore. But, as this was when their popularity seemed to start to wane those years ago, maybe it was possibly a wise move to limit it in a comeback gig.
Grace Jones, who was on stage before them, was fabulous of course. How she manages to slink around the stage in those heels and hoola hoop all through Slave to the Rhythm just has to be seen.
Metronomy added much perkiness earlier in the day. I only wish their set was longer. I was also intrigued by whether The Horrors would smile and I can reveal that the keyboard player let one slip out every now and again while other band members hid behind their hair. TV on the Radio were lively while The Hives coordinated their formal evening wear perfectly.
Cherrydial 