Blur

Blur sind für mich eine Säule meines Lebens. Manchmal muß mich auf sie stützen. Und dann halten sie mich.

Unter eher unglücklich zu nennenden Umständen lernte ich einmal einen schizothymen Hobbymusiker und Studenten der Kunstwissenschaft kennen, den ich aufgrund seines Haarschnitts und der insular käsigen Gesichtsfarbe 'Blur' nannte, wobei ich dieses Wort stets mit einer während der Aussprache des 'l' aus dem Mund klappenden und dort verweilenden Zunge aussprach, was von den anderen Anstaltsinsassen mit Dankbarkeit aufgegriffen wurde, besagten durchaus sympathischen Jungirren jedoch nicht davon abhielt, eines Nachts zu meiner großen Überraschung in mein Bett zu kriechen, wo er es dann auch etliche Minuten lang ausgehalten hat.

Blur:

»Stereotypes«

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The suburbs they are dreaming
They're a twinkle in her eye
She's been feeling frisky
Since her husband said, »Goodbye«
She wears a low-cut t-shirt
Runs a little B and B
She's most accomodating when she's in her lingerie

Wife swapping is your future
You know that it would suit you

Yes, they're stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming
And then you stop dreaming
From time to time you know you should be going on another bender

The suburbs they are sleeping
But she's dressing up tonight
She likes a man in uniform
He likes to wear it tight
They're on the lovers' sofa
They're on the patio
And when the fun is over watch themselves on video

The neighbors may be staring
But they are just past caring

Yes, they're stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming
And then you stop dreaming
From time to time you know you're going on another bender

Yes, there must be more to life
Than stereotypes

Wife swapping is your future
You know that it would suit you

Yes, they're stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming
And then you stop dreaming
From time to time you know you should be going on another bender

Yes, there must be more to life
Than stereotypes
All your life you're dreaming
And then you stop dreaming
From time to time you know
You should go on another bender {if you're coming to an ender}

Die neue Single ist streng genommen das »perfekte« Lied. Gewagt und experimentierfreudig, aber nicht zusehr, melancholisch, aber nicht zu extrem. Das wird bestimmt ein Superhit, aber ob es auch auf Dauer nicht langweilig wird?

Blur:

»Best Days«

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Bow bells say goodbye to the last train
Over the river they all go again
Out into leafy nowhere
Hope someone's waiting out there for them

Cabbie has his mind on a fare to the sun
He works nights but it's not much fun
Picks up the London yo-yos
All on their own down in SoHo
Take me home

Other people wouldn't like to hear you
(Ooo-ooo-ooh) If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Other people'd turn around and laugh at you
(Ooo-ooo-ooh) If you said that these are the best days of our lives

[Guitar (I think...) solo]

Trellick Tower's been calling
I know she'll leave me in the morning {dew}

In hotel cells listening to dial tones
Remote controls and cable moans
In his drink he's talking
Gets disconnected sleepwalking back home

Other people wouldn't like to hear you
(Ooo-ooo-ooh) If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Other people'd turn around and laugh at you
(Ooo-ooo-ooh) If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Of our lives

[Piano solo]

Other people wouldn't like to hear you
(Ooo-ooo-ooh) If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Other people'd turn around and laugh at you
(Ooo-ooo-ooh) If you said that these are the best days of our lives

({I'm going home}) Other people'd break into a cold sweat
(Aaa-aaa-aah) If you said that these are the best days of their lives
({I'm going home}) And other people'd turn around and laugh at you
(Aaa-aaa-aah) If you said that these are the best days of our lives
Of our lives
Of our lives