“If this version hadn’t managed to own itself so completely, I’d miss the original’s weight. But with so much between them, with such different takes, it’s unfair to compare and contrast…”
Pulp
The Bodega’s gone dayglow. Neon rimmed specs at ready. Cameras are snapping at the pre-Henge show build up through prisms for retro effects. They catch alien spikes made of sprayed woven hair and fairy lights stitched into clothing, I look around at the faithful and made-up I and flash back to festival memories…
