I had a very strange dream where I was
at a festival of sorts and Pulp were playing but for some reason Jarvis was wearing a cave-man outfit!! A black tee-shirt
with a leopard-skin toga over it! (I think) And his glasses were like coke bottle bottoms---the big ones. They were really
thick.
Another Pulp-related dream of mine started off with a person going through a drive-thru and then it kind
of zoomed in on the tire which had a Pulp hubcap but it went around the inner outside edge of the tire and it had the Different
Class-era logo on it that was raised and would leave an imprint where you drove it [more like a giant stamp then, really..]
Then there was something about a subway station and a chip bag full of shrimp and mouses' tails [!] and all I can remember
after that is that Russell was there and Jarvis was wearing a weird patchwork shirt and was talking on the phone.. [which
may have been my subconscious remembering that picture of Pulp in an office where Jarvis was on the phone..]
One of my most Freudian dreams started off
in a large room where Pulp were lounging around. For some reason I was there.. I remember I was talking to Jarvis, who
was drinking whiskey, and all of a sudden he dipped his fingers into his whiskey and offered them to me to lick the whiskey
off! Don't even start interpretating that for me.
Ian Clark's Pulp dream:
"[OK,
this is f###ing strange]
Pulp were playing at Blackpool Winter Gardens, living a 20 minute drive away - I went. Everyone
from the Bar Italia message board was there except PQ and Steve. They played some songs. Somehow I found myself going to the
entrance, someone was there who said 'Go to the Town Centre' so I did. My car had been driven up to the part where you can't
drive, just walk.. by PQ, with Steve sat in the back. PQ moved to the passenger seat then I got in and drove off onto the
prom.. [I have no idea that the prom is. - Canadian editor] Then onto the main road into Preston [God only knows how I managed
that one because on the prom I was heading north!!] at 60 mph.. Then I woke up.
[You're right Ian, that was a strange
one! -Ed.]
