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The new album by Blur One can indeed approach in various ways: one goes a long way, to tackle center purely in the time of the religious wars, the either-or, the Britpop Battles early nineties you had to choose, because it said Oasis vs , Blur, thick lip against smart permeability. A few great plates later Britpop was through, the Gallaghers made now in stadium rock / Division: superfluous and Blur verkopften rapidly in the absence of their guitarist Graham Coxon. Although stand today are also Oasis perdu, the brothers, however, the Elan is only exhausted to the grit in wild insults, shines with renewed vigor a solo career and Damon Albarn, the very busy, in 2014, a really first-class single-handedly (Everyday Robots) has succeeded. So, the question has to twelve years after the moderately successful think tank and with a reconciled Coxon on board, are: What's in it and if so how much?

Now a bit of everything and equally. Good news: There are quite a few songs on The Magic Whip, which can easily build on the glorious times of the band pieces so as Lonesome Streets, Go Out and Ghost Ship with the familiar, cool Verschlurftheit since rattle nicely with twisted guitar hooks to cleverly varied Drum Sections , the electronics is no exaggeration experimentally, but well-measured. But for you can hear a lot of this cosmopolitan Albarn-moments that always a little like Coppola's Lost In Translation remember lonely self-reflection with an excess of melancholy. New World Tower, Thought I Was A Spaceman or My Terracotta Heart, already the titles alone are signposts for Albarnschen thoughts cosmos between sad world forlornness and persistent, childlike enthusiasm.

In between there are a few numbers that refuse a drawer rather, the playful Ice Cream Man is as important as the punky Clash reference I broadcast. For Ong Ong and Pyongyang one is reminded briefly because the art of leaving no small is also given why not sometimes take the proffered highball including parasol when it so seductive sparkles because in the evening sun. The overall performance of the quartet is thus certainly not diminished, they have actually managed to The Magic Whip (how platter as likes to say) to combine tradition and modernity and the result does not sound certainly as were a few professional youth whistle on the last Retro Hole , One may be curious to see if and Mogwai again have a matching shirt for comeback at the start mapambulo: blog