I know it's a bit of a silly question, and rather pointless but it seems quite a few of us were there. Well, I was and I think it's rather sweet that I was in the same room as quite a few of you other Bar Italia guys so let's have a rollcall.
Me too. Loved it. Uncharacteristically for me I was right at the front - I guess thats why I'm suprised I keep seeing all these references to being cold - we were absolutely boiling!
Me! I'd forgotten how freezing cold it was in there until reading on here today. But I do remember getting very hot and sweaty dancing and jostling down the front while Pulp were playing, Lyndhurst Grove being played, being too shy to say hello to Jarvis who was stood about 2 ft behind me during one of the support bands, and accidently jumping the queue to get in by going in the VIP door without realising and strangely not getting challenged. And laughing so hard that my face hurt after Pulp played as me and my friend queued for ages for the toilet before realising neither of us actually needed to go.
We must have all been stood next to each other as we all seemed to be down the front. I saw Jarvis after the gig walking around wearing that ridiculous furry coat and I too turned round during Jamie Liddel's set to be confronted with the massive head of Chris Morris, now that's who I was too scared to talk too.
As I said in the other thread, I was sober as I had really bad flu, so couldn't get to the front but wasn't far off. I wasn't that cold due to the fever I had! As often used to happen at Pulp gigs I ended up on my own as the others didn't want to go down the front. Jarvis brushed past me during Schneider TM but for the first time ever I was too starstruck to say anything. Enjoyed Liddell, wish I'd spotted Morris! It was a tremendous night, Pulp played with real relish I thought
The car we were driving up from Liverpool kept overheating, so we nearly didn't make it. We had to pull into a service station to buy armfuls of bottled water, stopping every 20 minutes or so to top-up the radiator. Stressful, but made the night even more satisfactory.
I wasn't there. I remember it selling out before I gathered the funds to buy a ticket. I don't think it was as easy to buy tickets on ebay in those days and I didn't want to risk travelling there and not getting in. Wrong decision!
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I was absolutely psyched to go, really excited by both Pulp and the supporting cast (I remember I was heavily into a lot of electronic stuff at the time, and posted a guide on here (or one of the predecessor versions of here) as to who a lot of these people were)... and then it turned out to clash with my parents' 25th wedding anniversary party. So while you lot were watching history, I was watching a bunch of middle-aged women linedancing in a village hall somewhere outside Crewe.
I thought it was medieval magic with all the flaming torchs and the scavenger hunt for all the different rooms.
I was wearing my fake fur coat. and bumped into Jarvis at the back of Lemon Jelly wearing its twin! Hee. I finally steeled my nerve to speak to him. And said "I hope you miss all this too much to stay away." which was banal, and quite stuttery, but heartfelt.
And then the floods of tears that started with Do You Remember the First Time, streaming down my face and dripping off my nose. Mmm, attractive.
This was the one show I regretted not attending. I think I was just a bit to young to organise the travelling & hotels & at the time I didn't know any other Pulp fans so probably would have had to go alone. I also didn't think they were serious about the hiatus - I thought it'd be 3 or 4 years & we'd be hearing of a new album in the pipeline.
I was there (also at the front). The thing I remember most was having to walk miles and miles back to a hotel (and getting lost). Loved the gig though.