Made this video several years back and uploaded it 6 months ago in a fit of insomnia induced mania. Didn't think anyone would find it or watch it, but enjoy, I guess. Getting Jarvis to flail on the beat is probably the only thing I'll accomplish in life.
@@anoukvandelaar7805 I once dreamt that my mother was a walking talking baked potato, so you can see why this was a more normal dream for me. In dreams, I have been friends with Jarvis for years. I don't know what this means, other than it's probably indicative of deep-seated mental illness. In this particular dream, Jarvis had to get to Manchester for some reason (appearing on tv maybe?) and it was imperative that he get there by a certain time. I was asked if I could help ensure that he arrived on time, because obviously the man needs help. Having been dream-friends for years, I knew from the start this would not go well, and yet I stupidly agreed. Despite reminding him approx. 72 times ("We need to leave by 7am to catch the train. Seven. Jarv, are you listening to me? WE NEED TO LEAVE BY SEVEN."), he was, unsurprisingly, not ready to leave at seven. We missed the train. Were were just able to get the next one, which was really cutting it close. I was, shall we say, not in the best of moods. We boarded the train, and as I walked ahead, I saw a man standing with a sort of cage contraption constructed from an antique table and some mesh wire. Curious, I went over to look at it. The cage was filled with hamsters. All were normal, except for one that was roughly the size of a large cat. The man started talking to me, telling me that he bred and showed hamsters. He opened the cage door and told me I could take one out if I liked. I picked up the biggest one, because who, when confronted with a large mutant hamster, is going to choose a normal one instead? It was quite heavy. I said, "Oh, it's like a donut," which was so incredibly stupid that I woke up the next morning thinking, "a donut? Like a donut???" It was nothing like a donut. It was like a large and very fat hamster. The man told me that this one was his most prized breeding stock, and the progenitor of most of the other hamsters, even though they were all average sized. Jarvis, knowing I was still very annoyed with him over the whole missing the first train thing, asked if the giant hamster was for sale, because if so he'd like to buy it for me as a gift. I then spent the next ten minutes lying facedown on the filthy train carriage floor, having a silent mental breakdown, because I was CONVINCED that offering to buy an obese mutant hamster for me meant he thought I was fat.
@@makingpoordecisions WOW I am touched, confused and delighted. I thought I had some funky dreams, but this is something else. And I must say I’m a bit jealous about you being dreamfriends with Jarvis..
@@anoukvandelaar7805 tbh I wish I could have dreams about winning the lottery, or being able to fly, or something exciting like that. But no, its all watching jarvis being chased by a flock of penguins, or him randomly showing up at my work with a 50lb bag of oats.
Made this video several years back and uploaded it 6 months ago in a fit of insomnia induced mania. Didn't think anyone would find it or watch it, but enjoy, I guess. Getting Jarvis to flail on the beat is probably the only thing I'll accomplish in life.
bravo.
@@thomaschristopher1513 I accept my award with gratitude.
thanks for uploading, the clips u chose are absolutely gorgeous! i
i fear this man has been in my dreams lately
in dreams he is harmless, though sometimes irritating.
If James Acaster was a rock star.
Incredible song, peak pulp in my opinion.
One of my favourite pulp songs. Cheers.
Pulp have a lot of criminally underrated songs, imo. (also some that are vastly overrated, although I won't say which!)
@makingpoordecisions It wouldn’t be that underrated if they had released it as a single instead of hiding it as a b-side.
Human league also from Sheffield did a song called seconds.. brilliant song
❤
Luv
I am very intrigued by the caption
with the hamster on the train? Honestly one of my more normal dreams.
@@makingpoordecisions haha tell me more tell me more
@@anoukvandelaar7805 I once dreamt that my mother was a walking talking baked potato, so you can see why this was a more normal dream for me.
In dreams, I have been friends with Jarvis for years. I don't know what this means, other than it's probably indicative of deep-seated mental illness. In this particular dream, Jarvis had to get to Manchester for some reason (appearing on tv maybe?) and it was imperative that he get there by a certain time. I was asked if I could help ensure that he arrived on time, because obviously the man needs help. Having been dream-friends for years, I knew from the start this would not go well, and yet I stupidly agreed. Despite reminding him approx. 72 times ("We need to leave by 7am to catch the train. Seven. Jarv, are you listening to me? WE NEED TO LEAVE BY SEVEN."), he was, unsurprisingly, not ready to leave at seven.
We missed the train. Were were just able to get the next one, which was really cutting it close. I was, shall we say, not in the best of moods. We boarded the train, and as I walked ahead, I saw a man standing with a sort of cage contraption constructed from an antique table and some mesh wire. Curious, I went over to look at it. The cage was filled with hamsters. All were normal, except for one that was roughly the size of a large cat. The man started talking to me, telling me that he bred and showed hamsters. He opened the cage door and told me I could take one out if I liked. I picked up the biggest one, because who, when confronted with a large mutant hamster, is going to choose a normal one instead? It was quite heavy. I said, "Oh, it's like a donut," which was so incredibly stupid that I woke up the next morning thinking, "a donut? Like a donut???" It was nothing like a donut. It was like a large and very fat hamster. The man told me that this one was his most prized breeding stock, and the progenitor of most of the other hamsters, even though they were all average sized. Jarvis, knowing I was still very annoyed with him over the whole missing the first train thing, asked if the giant hamster was for sale, because if so he'd like to buy it for me as a gift.
I then spent the next ten minutes lying facedown on the filthy train carriage floor, having a silent mental breakdown, because I was CONVINCED that offering to buy an obese mutant hamster for me meant he thought I was fat.
@@makingpoordecisions WOW I am touched, confused and delighted. I thought I had some funky dreams, but this is something else. And I must say I’m a bit jealous about you being dreamfriends with Jarvis..
@@anoukvandelaar7805 tbh I wish I could have dreams about winning the lottery, or being able to fly, or something exciting like that. But no, its all watching jarvis being chased by a flock of penguins, or him randomly showing up at my work with a 50lb bag of oats.
Did he ever sing this live?
esta mañana la escuche en el aleatorio cuando tenia la idea de que nada tiene sentido