We are in 2001, and Pulp wants to warn us that they love life by releasing their last studio album: We Love Life. Eleven excellent tracks that travel across many genres. Very well orchestrated, Cocker’s voice stands out the most: unique in itself and in this album, stronger than ever.
It begins with the two Weeds: the first is a well-defined and epic rock. In the second episode ("Weeds II: origin of the species"), our band dives into an ambient/trip-hop episode. An excellent experiment, a well-executed reprise. "Trees" is a light pop-rock enriched with strings. Very sweet, it flows quickly. The chorus is quite striking, although admittedly very silly ("Yeah, the trees, those useless trees produce the air that I am breathing Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe out."
But after rocking songs, epic moments, pop tunes, and various experiments, there's also room for acoustics, and I am talking about the duo "Birds In Your Garden" and the extraordinary "Roadkill". Extraordinary, indeed. That very Morriconian vibe. Cymbals vibrate in the wind, and the guitar cries, but Cocker's voice here is poised, steady, and delivers emotions like never before. A sad and melancholic song you can't miss. Worth mentioning are also "Bad Cover Version" and "Sunrise". I’ll end with a line from "Roadkill": "but I believe these things I can't forget, no I don't see you anymore." And here, I've said it all.