Damon Albarn: The Nearer the Fountain, More Pure the Stream Flows review – beautifully haunting

(Transgressive)
Probably the most pushed artists of the Britpop era, now unbothered by business success, is again with a second solo album that drifts along in a melancholy, stoned mist

When Might’s Glastonbury livestream finally creaked into life, it provided viewers an fascinating research in contrasts. At 9pm, Coldplay appeared, rolling out the large hits from their 20-year career on an illuminated platform in front of the Pyramid stage, the empty subject full of lights. It was a efficiency with a definite hint of top-dog gamesmanship about it: ignore the operating order – everybody knows who the headliners are right here. Afterwards, the cameras reduce to a mulleted Damon Albarn seated at a piano. He carried out a collection of serpentine unreleased songs, adorned with shivering, abstract electronics and guitar and infrequently atonal string preparations. He played a music from Dr Dee, his 2011 opera concerning the 16th-century mathematician, astronomer and occultist. And when he finally dished up one thing from the Blur or Gorillaz catalogues that the informal observer may know, it was rearranged in a approach that made it sound darker and sadder.

It was a neat illustration of Albarn’s modern strategy to music-making. By all accounts some of the zealously driven artists of the Britpop period, he has spent the final 20 years doing something you'd anticipate more major rock stars to do, however that hardly any truly seem to manage: using the area and time created by vast success with a view to do exactly what they want, unbothered by business considerations. Doing precisely what he needs has typically occasioned extra vast success – Gorillaz’s second album Demon Days bought 8m copies worldwide – but there have additionally been musicals with lyrics in Cantonese, collaborative tasks influenced by Sun Ra, Funkadelic and Fela Kuti, and soundtracks for immersive theatre works carried out by the Kronos Quartet, none of which look like have been made with an eye fixed on the charts or prime billing at festivals.