Thursday, September 26, 2024

antitheatricality and pop ("what a hell of a show" / hardcore pawn)


"Cocker had been watching a lot of porn movies in various deluxe hotel suites around the world, finding himself with a lot of dead time on his hands (and all over his body) during the longeurs of long tours. Beyond their prurient use value, Jarvis typically homed in on the pathos: the emptied-out eyes of the veteran porno performer going through the chafing motions, that same dead look you see with croupiers in Las Vegas.  “I found it fascinating wondering what happened to these porn stars…. what happens to the older people when they've been used up and had everything done to them? … I wondered about the people and whether there's any way back into normal life for them.”  You can why Cocker might have felt a twinge of solidarity: isn’t the pop singer a kind of sex worker, a strip-tease artist, an exhibitionist acting out a pantomime of erotic excitement and yearning? No wonder that in olden times, entertainment of any kind was disreputable, the distinction between the actor and the prostitute moot at best."

- from the director's cut of my essay for I'm With Pulp, Are You? 


You are hardcore, you make me hard

You name the drama and I'll play the part

It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream

I like your get-up, if you know what I mean

I want it bad

I want it now

Oh, can't you see I'm ready now?

I've seen all the pictures, I've studied them forever

I want to make a movie, so let's star in it together

Don't make a move till I say "action"

Oh, here comes the hardcore life

Put your money where your mouth is tonight

Leave your make-up on and I'll leave on the light

Come over here, babe, and talk in the mic

Oh yeah, I hear you now

It's gonna be one hell of a night

You can't be a spectator, oh no

You got to take these dreams and make them whole

Oh, this is hardcore

There is no way back for you

Oh, this is hardcore

This is me on top of you

And I can't believe it took me this long

That it took me this long

This is the eye of the storm

It's what men in stained raincoats pay for

But in here it is pure, yeah

This is the end of the line

I've seen the storyline played out so many times before

Oh, that goes in there

Then that goes in there

Then that goes in there

Then that goes in there

And then it's over

Oh, what a hell of a show

But what I want to know

What exactly do you do for an encore?

'Cause this is hardcore




The video was filmed at Pinewood Studios, with scenes redolent of scenes shot there for Peeping Tom.

"The inspiration for this video was a book entitled Still Life, edited by Diane Keaton and Marvin Heiferman (Calloway, New York, 1983). This beautiful book contains photographs of stills and publicity shots of films produced in Hollywood between 1940 and 1969. All possess a fantastic, super-real quality, reproduced very accurately in the Pulp video. Many of the scenes in the video reproduced specific stills, substituting members of Pulp for actors."  - Pulpwiki


Interview with Cocker, Peter Saville and John Currin on the artwork of the This Is Hardcore album 

Piece on the book Hardcore: The Cinematic World of Pulp


4 comments:

  1. There are a few channels on Youtube that interview porn stars, and they seem to come (no pun intended) in two types:

    i) phlegmatic breadwinners, and
    ii) genuine don't-give-a-shit loons.

    The main thing that tends to come across is that porn is basically kayfabe.

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    1. Kayfabe - well yes, they are only pretending.

      But it is a bit like wrestling in so far as it's all very strenuous. I should imagine you need to be incredibly fit for some of the angles and the staging of bodies.

      There's probably a fair amount of work-related injuries and just physical wear and tear in this profession. I imagine the porno performers in a sort of locker room situation pre and post match, as it were... not talking about anything sexy, but sharing tips about ointments and procedures done after the game to accelerate recovery.

      And of course the rampant use of artificial performance enhancing drugs for erection stamina and such like. Relaxants and what have you.

      There is a genre of contemporary porn that resembles the old Mack Sennett silent movie capers - it feels like the film has been sped up for extra Benny Hill routine hilarity. There's an element of West End farce - characters trying to sneak a copulation in inappropriate places, discovered in flagrante, scarpering, trying again somewhere else. Absurd positionings, exaggerated expressions in the absence of dialogue. Sexual clowning - it's hard to imagine for whom this works, but I guess it takes all sorts.

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    2. It's also like pro wrestling in that the audience have to actively buy into it, or at least willfully suspend disbelief. You have to believe that there really is a sexy world out there, free from the sexual rationing of everyday life, where genuinely horny exhibitionists just can't help wanting to be filmed getting it on. Ultimately, it is yet more escapism.

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  2. Our Jarvis has his common trick of writing a song based on a masturbation fantasy. Do You Remember the First Time? is, I contend, about a lesbian wishing to resume an experimental fumble she once had with a friend who's now in a straight relationship (a scenario that'd fit right in the letters page of Penthouse). Disco 2000 is a paean to tugging yourself off over the memory of the girl you had a crush on at school. Help the Aged has our Jarvis, fearful of getting older, daydreaming of younger women (and their flexibility). But with This Is Hardcore, Jarvis had become jaded with the fame and the attendant cheap thrills he'd lusted after for so long, and so the song spurns any romantic and human element, and is just about wanking over porn. One can admire what is their most ambitious song, but it's also their most nihilistic, and the album feels like it doesn't want to be liked, since it's so alienated by the world it just wants to be left alone.

    Aside from the hip-hop/porn crossover industry, where rappers can bolster their image as a mogul by acting as a producer (not actor) of pornography (Snoop, Too Short), the one musician to spring to my mind who had starred in a porn film is Wendy O. Williams.

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