Jarvis Cocker
Pulp frontman
When I was 16 I didn’t move at all on stage, I was petrified. Then, at a concert in a pub on the 9th of October 1980, my exercise book tells me, my guitar amp broke and I just had this big freak out, basically just a tantrum. I just kind of rolled around on the floor. And people clapped at the end of it. I wrote in my diary, “freak-out on my part, enjoyable”. And I realised performance isn’t just about playing the right notes in the right order. It’s actually about acting it out.