Just read 'Phonogram - Rue Britannia' for the first time and while I was nervous going in, seeing as Britpop has such a specific part in my growing up and to be honest it mirrored exactly my fears. And it knew it, it was completely self aware, but still couldn't save itself... well almost entirely.
I did a lot during Britpop. I briefly celebrated folks suddenly getting my music as 'Stay Beautiful' got to number 2 (or whatever, just checked and it was number 3 but in my head it will always be number 2! oh and that really isn't a poo joke!). Then realising that I didn't like folks liking my music, as being a self righteous, self preclaimed music snob it all rather wreaked it for me. Then realising quite quickly that it was all okay and they didn't really get it and most of Britpop was crap and as a movement it was bland beyond words and anyway America and other countries were still producing the most of the best music anyway...
...that Pulp made it wasn't cos of Britpop it was cos they were bloody brilliant and world's collided and they got what they deserved, even if people didn't get the 10 years slogging it in Sheffield was what made them important...
Britpop matters exactly nowt...
and Keiron Gillen and Jamie McKelvie completely get that and play with it. They even get which bands were good and which were bad ... most the time there are no bloody excuses for Sham-bloody-poo... but still they make this the heart of the comic and hence it nags away.
It makes what's a great story about the very things we think shape us, that should mean something but don't, all the harder to buy into and embrace by wrapping it in somethings that's sad meaninglessness makes it perfect or the tale told... it just kinda did my head in.
The at the end SPOILERS Beth realising you can lock away the meaning, move on and hug your new life and still relish the old for what it was and I want to read it again and love it more 'cos I love that ending.
Bloody annoying comic!
Oh and the Boo Radleys are from bloody New Brighton - well across the Wirral - but I believe its New Brighton that counts, not Liverpool. I bloody love Liverpool but that always bugs me.