As they return with their first new music since 2015, we price one of the best of a band who ponder heartache, London, fame and more – and used Britpop to ponder Britishness
The problem with Blur’s fourth album The Great Escape is perhaps that it captured the coke-y environment of mid-90s London slightly too nicely: its songs typically sounded as horrible because the characters they satirised. But sometimes a special album peeks out: darker, sadder – epitomised by Greatest Days’ careworn beauty.
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