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Jarvis still has touch of class
MAYBE I should start by saying a bigger Michael Jackson fan you will not find (okay, there’s some freaks out there, so that’s probably not true), and if Jarvis Cocker hadn’t been responsible for one of the best albums ever released, I wouldn’t have forgiven him.
The stage is set – it was 1996, I was 15, it was the Brit Awards. MJs on the stage doing his thing, and yes I like Earth Song alright, and all of a sudden Jarv is up there wafting his bum around. Cocker.
Anyway, back to 2006, and here’s Jarvis, getting up to all sorts of stuff. On Monday he releases his first solo album, called Jarvis – although it’s already been leaked, natch – and on Wednesday he is performing to a sell out crowd at Mornington Crescent’s Koko, the golden Palais.
He’s not been idle over the last 10 years either. He shacked up with some french stylist – can you imagine breakfast chat in that household – and had a kid. Pulp got dropped from Island, and he knuckled down to writing his own record. All good. But then he throws a spanner in the works by calling himself Darren Spooner and gigging with his new band Relaxed Muscle, dressing in skeleton suits and scaring grandads in working men’s clubs.
Love him or loathe him, the world is much better place with good old lanky chops entertaining us, and throwing some nifty tunes our way.
I still dance in my dressing gown to Different Class, which the voting public decided was in a different class and have since picked it for top spots in all sorts of polls.
Look out for Richard Hawey’s contribution to Jarvis on the track Tonite.
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