As with any reunion news that surfaces these days, Pulp’s reformation is no great surprise. The only band that would genuinely shock me with a reunion is The Smiths, and that’s only because I know what a grudge-holding drama queen Morrissey is. Short of The Smiths, though, anyone seems fair game. As a fan, I’m always torn between dread and excitement when I initially hear the news. And even that depends on how long-in-the-tooth said reuniting band is. The Police reunion was almost too little too late. Sting looked good enough to pull it off, but the key changes to accommodate his aged vocal cords were too drastic and many of the songs lacked the punch they required. So, as excited I was finally to see a band I had grown up listening to, I couldn’t help feeling slightly cheated. Conversely, when I saw Bauhaus’ Resurrection Tour in 1998 it was like watching a band in its prime. To this day it stands as one of the best shows I’ve ever seen. With Pulp, I’m not worried about Jarvis Cocker not being able to hit the notes. In fact, I think Pulp will sound as good if not better than it ever did. But there’s something to be said for leaving the legend alone. Don’t you think, Pixies? I respect bands that don’t reunite far more than the ones that do, even if I sate my inner fanboy by rushing to the reunion gigs. As for Pulp, who never attained the ubiquity of Blur or Oasis, the darker corners of that movement’s laddish populism never quite suited Cocker’s complex storylines, so I’m not sure what the popular demand will be for a reunited Pulp. Nevertheless, I’ll probably go if the tour even scrapes the South.