Words:
                  Chris Roberts
                  Taken from Melody Maker, 27 April 1991
                  "Getting in touch with the spirit of Barry White is the
                    thing," says Jarvis of Pulp as his Florida Spring Vegetable
                    soup simmers obediently. "Because as you know, he is quite
                    spiritual. So if you tune in to his wavelength, it's
                    possible to get that sound, even without the Love Unlimited
                    Orchestra."
                  Pulp have returned after some years' mysterious silence
                    with a single which reminds us why many once hailed the
                    Sheffield group as "the best band in the otherworld". "My
                    Legendary Girlfriend" pulsates with not only the spirit of
                    the great Barry but also echoes of Iggy Pop, Human League,
                    and any great existential profundity you care to raise. It
                    really is a bit of a corker. A big bit.
                  "What do I admire about Barry White? His personal approach.
                    The way he always has the hi-hat 25 times louder than
                    anything else. The way he can say lines like, 'Take off that
                    brassiere, my dear' - I'd sound stupid if I said that, but
                    then so would he if he came from Sheffield. Did you know he
                    used to be a cat-burglar, like his brother who is currently
                    in prison, but he was so fat he got caught stuck in a window
                    and so turned to singing?"
                  Jarvis has been making films and videos because "music gets
                    on your nerves if you do it too much. Overall, though, I
                    prefer music because there's more chance of meeting nice
                    girls. More opportunity to show off handling a microphone. I
                    live in hope, anyway".
                  "My Legendary Girlfriend" doesn't actually exist, but
                    perhaps that's the whole point. "She's a legend in my mind.
                    All our songs are about mundane everyday things that assume
                    the status of high art in your own life. I used to get too
                    precious about our records and think they'd alter people's
                    lives; I'd try too hard. Now I've mellowed, I'm simmering
                    down, just like this soup. Making records is like
                    bricklaying, and if people are impressionable that's up to
                    them."
                  An album, "Separations", will follow, and Pulp play their
                    first London gigs in simply ages later this month (without
                    the infamous wheelchair prop). It's a "show full of
                    showstoppers".
                  "Sometimes," Jarvis muses, "you do go round in the middle
                    of the night, hope she's in, throw stones up at the window.
                    And sometimes she's annoyed with you for being noisy. But
                    sometimes you can persuade her to come out and you can have
                    a little adventure. It's not like I sit around pondering
                    modern existence. Making soup is as profound as anything
                    else. When you're having a drink in a bar and someone says,
                    'What's it all about?, that's too much, that's too vague. If
                    they ask you something more specific, like, 'What's your
                    opinion on the new Vauxhall Nova?', then fine..."
                  What's your opinion on the new Vauxhall Nova? 
                  "Pulp are light and shade, a dog snapping off its lead for
                    a bit and running around then getting caught again. I can
                    hear a train going past."