Friend of SFist and owner of Noe Valley's Heroine boutique, Angela Clement Gomez, shot the above video of Pulp's "Disco 2000" from the balcony at last night's concert at the Warfield. Although frontman Jarvis Cocker is but a small blip amidst the colorfully changing lights, we can still make him out in the footage as he sexily swaggers and sashays about the stage. Below is a round-up of reviews (the bold emphasis is SFist's).
City Sound Inertia has a great write-up and photos of last night's show, opening with this fabulous intro:
“Anybody come here by cable car?”
Jarvis Cocker had only been in San Francisco for a few hours Tuesday when the longest legs in rock raced his upper half to City Lights bookstore. Later, on stage at the Warfield, he read an excerpt from his purchase—a copy of Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s translations of the French surrealist poet Jacques Prévert—and quoted playwright Thornton Wilder and author Isak Dinesen.
“Do you want to see a dolphin?”
Prevért? Wilder? Dinesen? Needless to say, Cocker is not your average rock star. But he’s no bookish dweeb, either—the Ferlinghetti recitation served as lead-in to “This is Hardcore,” the most dramatic song about sex ever recorded. A bra was flung on stage; he picked it up and buried his nose in it. He gyrated, jumped, lay prone, thrusted and grinded his way through an exhilarating two-hour set, and nobody in the Warfield left last night without wanting to go to bed with him.
SF Weekly's All Shook Down also has an equally great write-up with this stand-out concluding paragraph:
For all the singalong, hop-along sex-and-drug songs built for Glastonbury, and for all the heavy-breathing spoken-word interludes built for perving, Pulp's approach is actually more in line with modern Nashville or Broadway than modern rock: Each song is an event, crammed with laugh lines and writerly detail and genre-specific attitude and then banged out by a crack band dedicated to lifting you up with it. The neon P-U-L-P behind the band doesn't just suggest Elvis '68. It's a promise: This is going to be a goddamn show.
According to a Seattle Weekly headline: "The Best Show in Seattle Last Night Was Pulp in San Francisco," in which writer Eric Grandy observed that "a good third of Seattle's pop scenesters must've made the trip" down to San Francisco for the show.
Pulp fan Veronica de la Mora, who attended both Pulp concerts in NYC (including Radio City Music Hall) and waited in line for five and a half hours before last night's show, said it was one of the best concerts she's ever attended, noting that the last Pulp show in S.F. was at Bimbo's in 1996:
San Francisco has a crazy love affair with Pulp and I have to give a lot of credit to Popscene for giving the fans a place to gather and enjoy their music for so many years. San Francisco got to have one more fling with a long lost lover.
De la Mora said a fellow fan offered her a pair of tickets to tomorrow night's show in Los Angeles as well, so she's heading down there for her fourth Pulp show in a week. Lucky!
A couple of SFist commenters were also at the show.
Ben Walsh was happy to pay high scalper prices for the show, which was well worth it:
The Warfield was jammed with people who were really, really into Pulp, many of us had happily paid considerably more than face value, so if you don't want the scalpers to make money than either (a) the promoter ups the face value or (b) Pulp plays a bigger venue and more dates.
Jason Damas found that waiting until the last minute for tickets paid off:
I wound up getting them from a scalper about a week ago -- I had tried to get them when they went on sale, too, and failed -- and I only paid about $10 over face for each of my two tickets, so it wasn't that bad. I think the scalpers overestimated how much people would pay for the tickets since they were going for like $300 on StubHub the day after they sold out but prices fell almost to face value in the last few weeks. I felt dirty getting them from a scalper in the first place but I doubt I'd ever get the chance to see the band again so, like Ben, I sucked it up. The show was fantastic and well worth the dough, at least.