The interviews with the artists were interesting too. Noel Gallagher was either completely obnoxious or completely hilarious; I couldn't decide which. Liam, of course, was a druggy-Ozzy waiting to happen. Damon Albarn seems sharp enough still, but rather bitter. Jarvis Cocker remains my favorite. He wasn't looking great--I wanted to comb his hair and get him a suit that fit--but he was soft-spoken, funny in a gently ironic way, and eloquent compared to most of the others.
I could say more about the discussions of Thatcher v. Blair, Blur v.Oasis, US v. UK, and so on. But really all I want to do right now is some picspam. Since the US stations like MTV didn't show much of those Britpop bands, and since internet connections were sllloooowww in the mid-90s (anyone else remember 14.4K modems?), I didn't actually get to see these guys much, whose voices I so admired. From this documentary, though, it was brought home to me just how cute some of them were.
So I went in search of photos. And, sure, when you check out Blur you notice the pretty boys--ones like Damon Albarn and Alex James in particular. (Damon struck me as a cross between Jude Law and Frankie Muniz.)
But, really, after gazing upon Jarvis a while, the others just look like young uninteresting punks. So here is some Jarvis Cocker geek-love picspam for you fangirly types.
Tight shirt in concert...can't go wrong there...
Artsy black and white:
Got to have one with the glasses:
And, be still my beating heart, Jarvis in eyeliner. Rrrowr.
I am damn tempted to make an icon of that last one. Mm-hm.
