Met Jarvis, Steve, Nick, Candida and Mark in 2002 before a gig in Sweden.
Some local Pulp fans had made a little Pulp-marquee with a few chairs, a small pulp-banner and cd player in the festival area. A nice area to just sit and listen to Pulp and talk to fellow fans inbetween gigs.
A few of us were there chatting when we suddenly saw Mark walk past with a video camera. He seemed amused to see we'd made a small pulp-gathering, filmed us, and kept walking. A few minutes later he came back and started chatting with us. He was really lovely, signed a few things, and probably hung around for 15-20 minutes or so. He also said he'd mention us to the rest of the band, and that they might come by later.
And a couple of hours before their own concert suddenly Mark came back, bringing Nick, Steve and Candida. They were really friendly, and chatted with everybody. Then after a little while Jarvis also appeared.
My boyfriend got his shoe signed (!?) by Mark ("stay clean") and his vintage shirt signed by Steve (who didn't want to ruin the shirt by writing on it). Jarvis signed my top ("to xxx, This is it! Jarvis xxx")
They probably stayed 30-40 minutes or so. Really lovely meeting them.
Never met any of Pulp. To be honest, I wouldn't know what to say to any of them if I did, but I think I'd try and make the effort for Russell.
Nearest I came was earlier this year. The 'Independent Record Store Day' was on in London (not the thing where records get flogged for high prices) and Darren Hayman was, we knew, in Soho helping to flog stuff for Fortuna! Pop! We bought a record and had a chat and saw the Rough Trade stall, too. Picked up a copy of the Angela 7", then went to a nearby pub and started talking about how amazing Jarvis looked on the cover...
...and then looked up. And there he was in brown shirt and purple velvet suit, as large as life. He looked amazing. He was chatting to some Rough Trade people and they were thanking him for coming down. He said he was off to Paris and they asked how he was getting there. This was for the Toulouse gig. Myself and Jen were shaking somewhat by this point but the thing that put me off standing up and asking to shake his hand and saying, y'know, "thanks for everything" was that his right hand was holding onto a bag and I didn't want to inconvenience him. How stupid of me. I wish I'd done it now.
In a list of some rather odd people I've met: the Beatles' first manager, Alan Williams, three elderly gents who used to be in the pre-Beatles band, The Quarrymen, had a few chats with Darren Hayman over the years, chatted with Stuart Murdoch once, once spent an enjoyable hour or so in the pub with former Doctor Who, Colin Baker, and once had a bit of a row with John Lennon's sister!
She was very nice about it - said something about how she'd been reading it in France (she'd just been off travelling) and it had brought back some happy memories. She also said she'd been using it to work out when it was she first saw Pulp.
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I have a photo but I look ridiculous. It was before his first show back at Manchester Opera House. I saw him getting out of a car on Oxford Road and went over, I already had my cd with me because I was planning on going to the venue to ask if they could get it signed. He was a real nice chap, let me have a photo and had a little chat before signing my cd. I remember him leaving with "thank you friend, i have to get back to work now, I've been off for quite a while". Amazing day. I met Damon Albarn on oxford road a few weeks ago too, he was a good lad.
John Lennon's sister, Julia Baird, was flogging copies of her book "Growing Up With My Brother" at a 'do' at Liverpool's Adelphi hotel the other year. I had enjoyed her book and told her so. I also told her how much I'd enjoyed the 'Nowhere Boy' film of her/John and their mother's life. Oh dear. She wasn't keen on that. She was not keen on that film at all. "Well, I hope it never happens to you, having your family pulled apart like that in a film and there's nothing you can do about it" being one remark. Can't imagine she enjoyed the sexualisation of her beloved mother much.
She got fiery and fiery as I kept digging myself further into a hole. Because she looks so much like her brother anyway, it reminded me of the times when you see Lennon kicking off at journalists in old videos.
''Lad''? He's old enough to be your dad isn't he?!
True. Definitely true. He could probably be my grandad, I'm 23. I don't mean 'probably' like there is a chance, I just mean in terms of age. I know for a fact there is no chance he is my grandad. You know what I mean.
Back in 2004, I once bumped into Nick Banks and Suzanne Sulley (of the Human League) in what is now the Plug night club in Sheffield. I can't remember what it used to be called, but at the time it was home to a night called 'Razor Stiletto' which was run by Ralph Razor (who is/was Russell Seniors tour manager for at least the 2011 gigs and he actually got to play on stage with Pulp at least once!).
I don't recall a lot about it, as it was some time ago and I was a tad inebriated but they were nice enough to take a picture with me! I still have the picture but sadly as this was before the time of decent camera phones, it's a blurry 160x120 jpg.
I was in The Leadmill the night before the re-issues of His n Hers, Different Class & This is Hardcore, Nick (and someone else i think) did a guest DJ slot and played at least 6/7 pulp tracks in a row, it was great! They also handed out promo cds for the relaunch (Island Re-issues UK Promo CD: PULP DJ1 (Gatefold Card Sleeve) as seen here)
I've also bumped into Richard Hawley a couple of times in the Grapes pub in Sheffield.
Last but not least, a friend of mine bumped into Russell Senior at the Sheffield Tramlines festival in June this year:
"Best Tramlines moment so far... wearing my His N Hers t-shirt and Russell Senior getting freaked out by seeing his face from 17 years ago staring out from my right tit"
Apparently Russell said "It was like having a 'nam flashback" :D
Fantastic stories everyone! I'm so jealous! I'd love to meet Jarvis, although I'd probably make a tit of myself by not thinking of anything clever to say...but it's stories like these that inspire me to continue to try to become a music journalist...after all, I do have a journalism degree!
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A friend of mine was in London for a Nick Cave show and ended up standing next to Jarvis. To whom she said "Hey, you're that guy from Blur!" At that point the person she was there with led her away before any further embarrassment could occur!
According to her he just looked at her like she was a crazy person and then she was yanked away.
And yes, she is still my friend, although how you could get Damon Albarn and Jarv mixed up is beyond me!
My closest encounter was having one of my emails (about Wilco) read out on the Sunday Service, so I have that to thank for having a ringtone of Jarvis saying my name.
According to her he just looked at her like she was a crazy person and then she was yanked away.
And yes, she is still my friend, although how you could get Damon Albarn and Jarv mixed up is beyond me!
My closest encounter was having one of my emails (about Wilco) read out on the Sunday Service, so I have that to thank for having a ringtone of Jarvis saying my name.
That's epic! I'd pay to have Jarvis leave a message on my answerphone saying my name!
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