(I Week, Day 6)
The award for creepiest song ever goes to... (By the way, this performance is stunning!)
Take your year in Provence
And shove it up your arse.
Pulp's most righteous, sadistic revenge fantasy comes on the radio and captures a lot of how I'm feeling in the last couple of days. No, I dong like feeling like this, but I want to do something a little less destructive with it.
It may look to the untrained eye, I'm sitting on my ass all day. I'm biding time until I take you all on. ...A favorite for #SweetBritWeek Though the "sweetness" of this tune is debatable. ;)
"The crowd gasp at Cocker's masterful control of the bicycle"