Everyone is kicking up a fuss about it being the 4th of July today. So what? We're British. We don't care about anyone else than our self and our culture. What better way to ignore the indepence of the American's than watch Blur perform live in Hyde Park. Well, it was actually yesterday, the 3rd of July. I was fortunate enough to posses a ticket for Blur's reunion tour (the one they announced to NME when they first confirmed that they were back.)
On the train heading for London I egally awaited seeing the skyline of London town. Whenever I see the landmarks it always fills me with a sense of mirth - quite rare for me. This was topped off with the knowledge that I would be be standing in Hyde Park, a cold beer in one hand and a fag in the other. And I was. 4 O'clock came and there I was; 5 rows from the front with over 50,000 people standing behind in a city that quite frankly is amazing.
Florence + The Machine, Vampire Weekend and two other crazy not-very-important band's warmed up the crowd before the Brit-Pop quartet hit the stage. The filler music ended and the crowed began to bellow as Alex James - complete with cigarette hanging from mouth, Dave Rowntree, Graham Coxon and Damon Albarn all came on to the stage. It felt amazing standing there, like going back 15 years to when Brit-Pop reigned.
They kicked off their set with 'She's So High' which sent us all into awe. Me, especially. It was marvelous. "Love in the '90's" indeed it felt. They played all their career spanning anthem's, singles and fan favorites. Ending with two encores and finishing with the incredible 'The Universal."
One can only hope for more Brit-Pop to keep me satisfied.
Jarvis... If you somehow in hell read this, give the people Pulp.
Saturday, 4 July 2009
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