No 31 in my chart is Pulp's Live Bed show. In a similar manner to Lou Reed's Transformer, every song on the Different Class album could figure in any sane person's favourite numbers but this song and performance, particularly the extra instrumental at the end, are overwhelmingly emotive. This, above all other videos, is crammed with raw emotion and it leaves a lump in my throat every time I hear the song. It's a stunning example of the musician and poet's art of expressing in very few words what the rest of us could not give voice to in a lifetime of trying. A true masterpiece. I remember being surprised to hear that Tina Turner’s Private Dancer was written by Mark Knopfler and it is similarly impressive the way Jarvis crosses gender to get at the fundamentals of abandonment and almost bereavement. I remember a poem we studied in French class often used by us teachers to demonstrate the passé compose which uses” il a “ the whole way through a description of a husband going through his mechanical morning ritual. “Il a mit le lait dans le café” he put the milk in the coffee etc... and it ends with “et moi, j’ai mis ma tête dans mes mains et j’ai pleuré.” - I put my head in my hands and cried. I’m not sure if Jarvis had ever seen this poem but if he hadn’t the similarity in emotional intensity between it and this song is remarkable. I am no expert in rhythm and melody but I’m normally pretty much in favour of keeping it simple when it comes to pop songs. My fondness for The Jam, for example, stems largely from their being a tight three-piece, but here I have to admit that Pulp’s use of three guitars and a base, (not to mention keyboards) is just like lashings of melodic ginger beer bringing wave upon wave of the agony of delight. (Just re-read that and it sounds a bit poncey, but you know what I mean.) Enouigh said I think, I’m off to stare down the bleak empty chasm that is my soul ... :) kzfaq.info/get/bejne/pamhjZZi2qi5Z58.html

I love this version. The melody is beautiful !!! Jarvis is so sexy, shy and he s a charismatic man !

Amazing song...amazing live version ! Who cannot love Pulp?

so maaany layers of things....la lala lala...la...damn how did i miss this?

Brings back the good times of the '90s. Cheers Pulp forever.

The end bit is gorgeous, wish it did that on the album

Jarv playing guitar! It's rare and I love when it happens!

The best Pulp song.

Absolutely wonderful !...So sad I never got to see PULP... :(

Pulp for glastonbury 2011, yes please!!

from 3:25 onwards you have some Smiths some Pink Floyd... and pure Pulp. Truly magical instrumental extension of this already profound song.

Loved this track in the mid 90s when it was about someone else. Still love it despite it being my life theme track. I;m still healthy so people have it worse than me. Just not shagging anymore.

This is the first Pulp show I 've ever attended....Gog I miss Jarvis with no Beard

awesome. so glad i got to see them live.

Thanks...excellent extended version....Pulp play live next year..

quite good version thanks to share

I (don't) remember this show as I was('nt) in the front row going crazy. Such an amazing show (I think, I wasn't actually there).

Sad and beautiful song. But Jarvis sounded like he had a bad cold.

It would have been fun if Pulp made the Bond films.

The something beautiful that left town was love and she doesn't even know its name. The something else is .........?

WHY Is There No Album Version Of This Song On KZfaq???

@slacker50 Looks like your wish came true :)

WOW. and shortly after Pulp was finished. Ridiculous... never got to see them live.. Gutted :(

james corden on drums

James Corden on drums

You guys can't be serious. Don't get me wrong, I am a fan of Pulp, but Jarvis' voice is not hitting very simple notes, and it turns me off. Hard to believe unless you're attracted to his average singing (admittedly in this one video) or you aim to turn a blind eye. Love, a wretched prat.

No 31 in my chart is Pulp's Live Bed show. In a similar manner to Lou Reed's Transformer, every song on the Different Class album could figure in any sane person's favourite numbers but this song and performance, particularly the extra instrumental at the end, are overwhelmingly emotive. This, above all other videos, is crammed with raw emotion and it leaves a lump in my throat every time I hear the song. It's a stunning example of the musician and poet's art of expressing in very few words what the rest of us could not give voice to in a lifetime of trying. A true masterpiece.