For about ten minutes in the mid-90s (an entirely different era than the early 90s), BritPop made its way stateside. Oasis’ Gallagher brothers were busy drunkenly beating the piss out of each other literally and verbally, and Damon Albarn and Graham Coxon of Blur became the unwitting writers of the biggest hockey arena anthem ever, despite the rest of their catalog sounding nothing like “Song 2” (which was a piss-take on the Pixies’ “Tame” anyway). But under the radar, Jarvis Cocker’s Pulp was releasing consistently fantastic albums.
