Back when you were like 2 years old, there was a battle in the UK over popular music. There were two major camps.
On one side, you had Oasis, and they were shaggy haired, rock n roll, green parkas, and ciggarettes and alcohol.
One the other side, you had Blur, and they were shaggy haired, disco rock n roll, fitted clothes, and e’s and whizz.
Then you had Pulp. They were fucking awesome, and they did not give a fuck. They brought people together who didn’t care about taking sides except for being true to yourself. They were fucking magical and now, I’ll get to see them because life is awesome, and because
This is Hardcore.