Dono de um dos melhores discos de 2014 (seu primeiro disco solo Everyday Robots funciona como um resumo de sua carreira), Damon Albarn já está planejando seus passos para o ano que vem. Em entrevista ao Sydney Morning Herald, o líder do Blur disse que já está começando a reativar sua banda de desenho animado Gorillaz para lançar algo em 2016 e diz já ter pronto o disco novo do The Good, The Bad & The Queen, supergrupo que mantém ao lado do guitarrista do Verve Simon Tong, do baixista do Clash Paul Simonon e do baterista nigeriano Tony Allen). Além de não descartar a continuidade do próprio Blur: “Eu imagino que haveria algum tipo de futuro, mas por enquanto não tenho tempo para o futuro – só o presente. Quem sabe?”

E no mesmo festival de Roskilde, no dia anterior, dia 4, Damon Albarn subia no palco na turnê de seu primeiro disco solo, num show que incluiu várias músicas de seus outros projetos, incluindo duas do The Good, the Bad & the Queen (“Three Changes” e “Kingdom of Doom”), uma do Rocket Juice & the Moon (a belíssima “Poison”), duas do Blur (“Out of Time” e “All Your Life”, ambas pouco canônicas de seu grupo original) e nada menos do que SETE músicas do Gorillaz (contra oito do disco novo, é bom dizer): “Tomorrow Comes Today”, “Slow Country”, “Kids With Guns”, “Clint Eastwood”, “Don’t Get Lost In Heaven”, “El Mañana” e, claro, “Feel Good Inc.”, que contou com a presença de ninguém menos do que o próprio trio De La Soul no palco.

Ao final, o Maseo ainda o saudou como “um dos maiores entertainers do mundo”. Tira onda esse Damon Albarn… E o De La Soul toca aqui no final do mês – você sabe, né?

Que tal uma desopilada de Copa do Mundo?

Lorde – “Royals no Pelô (João Brasil Remix)”
Lana Del Rey – “Cruel World”
Mombojó – “Me Encantei por Rosário”
Cat Power – “Cherokee (Nicolas Jaar Remix)”
EXGF – “Idle Hands”
Painel de Controle – “Black Coco”
Felipe Cordeiro – “Problema Seu”
Construção – “Deus Lhe Pague (L_cio & K_ri Edit)”
Blood Orange – “You’re Not Good Enough”
Justin Timberlake – “Like I Do (Motez Edit)”
Pharrell + Jay Z – “Frontin’ (Disclosure Re-Work)”
Klaxons – “Show Me a Miracle”
Gorillaz – “Empire Ants (Miami Horror Remix)”
Spoon – “Rent I Pay”

Vem aí!

Damon Albarn esteve no programa de Dermot O’Leary na BBC 2 no fim de semana e entre as entrevistas que fez com Idris Alba (o Stringer Bell da série The Wire) e o baixista do Clash (e colaborador assíduo de Albarn) Paul Simonon, tirou da manga uma inédita do Gorillaz que ele gravou com a Orquestra Nacional da Síria nas gravações do disco Plastic Beach. A curta faixa instrumental, batizada de “Whirlwind”, no entanto, não garante que ouviremos mais material inédito da banda este ano…

Uma trilha sonora pra esses dias, que contou com uma pequena ajuda de muita gente.

Jesse Jackson – “I Am Somebody”
Gil Scott-Heron – “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised”
Nina Simone – “Revolution”
Metá Metá – “São Jorge”
Curtis Mayfield – “Power to the People”
Sam Cooke – “A Change is Gonna Come”
Wilson das Neves – “O Dia em que o Morro Descer e Não for Carnaval”
Bob Dylan – “Masters of War”
National – “Fake Empire”
T-Rex – “Children of the Revolution”
Richard Hawley – “Tonight The Streets Are Ours”
Buffalo Springfield – “For What It’s Worth”
Gal Costa – “Divino Maravilhoso”
Beatles – “Tomorrow Never Knows”
Sonic Youth – “Teen Age Riot”
Beastie Boys – “Fight For Your Right to Party”
Paralamas do Sucesso – “Selvagem”
Titãs – “Desordem”
Rage Against The Machine – “Killing in the Name”
Kendrick Lamar – “Bitch Don’t Kill My Vibe”
Primal Scream – “Come Together”
Massive Attack – “Safe from Harm”
Sly & the Family Stone – “There’s a Riot Goin’ On”
Rolling Stones – “Gimme Shelter”
Gilberto Gil – “Marginália 2”
Siba e a Fuloresta – “Pisando em Praça de Guerra”
Tatá Aeroplano – “Tudo Parado na City”
Ronnie Von – “Anarquia”
Martha & The Vandellas – “Dancing in the Streets”
Black Alien – “From Hell Pro Céu”
Ana Tijoux – “Shock”
Major Lazer + Amber Coffman- “Get Free”
Black Lips – “Bad Kids”
Gorillaz – “Dirty Harry”
Clash – “Guns of Brixton”
Bob Marley & the Wailers – “Exodus”

Vamos lá!

Nem o Gorillaz! Segundo o próprio (visto acima na capa da Word mais recente), em uma entrevista ao Metro inglês:

Are Blur and Gorillaz both finished?
No. That comes from an article which was an interesting take on a very long conversation. I don’t know how we’ll feel when we play Hyde Park. Some days I feel one way and other days I feel the other. If you don’t see something as a career but as an important part of your life, you don’t know how you’re going to feel about it. We want to put on a great performance but nothing’s been said between us about the beginning or the end.

What about Gorillaz?
When Jamie [Hewlett] and I have worked out our differences, I’m sure we’ll make another record.

Will that be difficult?
I don’t think so. We’ve been through too much together for it to be that big of a mountain to climb. We’ve just fallen out like mates do sometimes. I’m not the only person to fall out with mates and then make up again – everyone does it.

Are you looking forward to the Hyde Park gig in August?
Very much so. I love playing with Blur – it’s one of the best feelings I’ve ever had. At the same time, though, I don’t want to cock it all up by staying around too long and making a fool of myself. At 44, there’s a little trepidation about jumping around on stage but I love it.

E a NPR descolou a íntegra de sua ópera, Dr. Dee, para audição, saca só.

E mais uma vez, Bertazi nos surpreende fundindo cenários pop brasileiro e mundial…

E me dê os parabéns: são seis anos de Vida Fodona!

Electric Guest – “American Daydream”
Kavinsky + Lovefoxxx – “Nightcall”
Gorillaz + Andre 3000 + James Murphy – “DoYaThing”
João Brasil – “Sou 212 Foda”
Xx – “VCR (André Paste Baile Funk Remix)”
Yuksek – “Off the Wall”
Mahmundi – “Desaguar”
Radio Taxi – “Garota Dourada”
Mayer Hawthorne – “A Long Time (Chromeo Remix)”
Lulu Santos – “Só Faço Com Você”
Bird & the Bee – “Private Eyes”
Lana Del Rey – “Radio”
Supercordas – “Ascensão e Glória do Império Cibernético”
Estelle + Janelle Monae – “Do My Thing”
Ting Tings – “Soul Killing”
Public Image Ltd. – “One Drop”

Por aqui.

A rádio 107.7 The End, de Seattle, descolou uma versão de TREZE minutos do semihit que o Gorillaz fez de encomenda pra Converse.

E o Vulture descolou a letra:

(Damon Albarn)
I’m a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his hand and a knot in his tie
I’m the light in the mall when the power is gone
The shadow in the corner, just playin’ along
I’ma lay right in my bed, I’m rolling aside
But if I get a car (Uh), I’m roamin’ to rob
Because I know if I ever chill of livin’ to you
You’ve got a folding chair, and you don’t know what to do
You talk

(James Murphy?)

You wanna do it, but you don’t know what you’re doin’, baby
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
You wanna feel it, but you don’t know what you’re feelin’, good night
(All right, how are we doing?)

And if you’re thinking that I don’t know what you’re thinkin’, baby
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
You’re done with thinking and I’m going out and making it right
(All right, how do you do?)

(Albarn)

I’m impregnable, incredible, the setting of quo
I’m at Lay Chimirida, not a heart and so’
I got a Saturday night, and nothing is dead
And if I ever had to do it, well, you know I wouldn’t care
I just kicked down, I love when I’m seen
Yeah, and if I’m on a tour back, the message is free
Then there’s a fire, a ray, a knot in sight
And if you get popped here, you get ‘em a lot
You get a heart, bake

You wanna do it, but you don’t know what you’re doin’, baby
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
You wanna feel it, but you don’t know what you’re feelin’, good night
(All right, how are we doing?)

And if you’re thinking that I don’t know what you’re thinkin’, baby
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
You’re done with thinking and I’m going out and making it right
(All right, how do you do?)

(Andre 3000)

Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
Tryin’ so hard to act like we don’t care (Hmmm)
But it’s true, you do, nothin’ is left, so I guess I’m right

New word: Onomateopoeia (Boom)
Quit actin’ like you don’t wanna be here
Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove make you really wanna leave me a…
…lone, get the fuck on, go’n
Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy songs
Rap ain’t nothin’ but an auto-talkin’ kit
My girl look pretty up there ridin’ dick
My plaid past, my solid future
Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie
I’m an outcast, but you’re into me
Summer got mad ‘cause winter blew me
That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh
Generation X on bloop-de-bloop
Get duked out, or get dookie-duked
Er’rybody hit the floor, we through the roof
Like a chimney, now come in me
How come it be, some lame, man
Nigga talkin’ ‘bout “Aww, he don’t rap enough”
But y’all rap a lot and I’m like “Wrap it up, hoe”
Ye ain’t Scarface, ye ain’t Willie D
Ye ain’t Bushwick, ye ain’t killin’ me
Better play with ya ma’fuckin’ mama
Betcha still stay witcha ma’fuckin’ mama
Keep sleepin’ on me, I’ma rock my pajamas
In the daytime, I swear, I promise
Dare a nigga say somethin’, tear a nigga face off
How come blacks don’t play baseball?
Y’all white, know y’all can taste all this fly shit
I stay finna take off

Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Ye ain’t fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain’t a thing

Bet it up, head erupts
A lava language and a vocal volcanic
If it ain’t fixed, don’t broke it, don’t panic
If it ain’t this, it ain’t shit, goddammit
If it ain’t this, it ain’t dope, it don’t flush
And if it ain’t hip or don’t hop, well then hush
“Man, they sound like,” “Man, they stole yo’,”
“Man, they look like”: Nope, it ain’t us

Ah, do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Is you really Slick Rick? No, you just ain’t a thing

Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing-a-thing
Ye ain’t fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every time we try, we get nowhere
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
Tryin’ so hard to act like we don’t care (I ‘on’t care)
But it’s true, you do, nothin’ is left, so I guess I’m right

Flip the page, our days are revelations (Hiiide!)
Space is strange, doctor, I’ve got no patience!
Oh, it’s all a part of the process (Okay, okay)
Nothin’s new, it’s true, cool, I admit, shit, I guess you’re right!

(I even mumble I’m the shit)
(Need mumble, I can mumble)
(I can mumble that I’m the shit)

I’m the shit!
I’m the shit!
Yeahhhhh, I’m the shit!
Haaaaaaa, I’m the shit!

I know it sound good to you!
‘Cause it sound excellent to me!
I’m the shit, yeahhhhh!
Yeah, I’m the shit!

I do it ‘cause I’m convinced
I do it ‘cause I’m the shit
I’m never on the fence!
Ah! I’m never on the fence!

Yeahhhh! I’m the shit!
Yeaaaah! I’m the shit!
Yeah!
I could even take keys on y’all!
I can even make it a hunnid degrees on y’all, I’m the shit!
Yeah, yeahhhh! I’m the shit!
Ahhhhhhh, I’m the shit!

Mumble ‘cause I’m the shit
Yeah, I can mumble ‘cause I’m the shit, I can mumble
I don’t have to say shit ‘cause I’m the shit
I don’t have to say a goddamn thing ‘cause I’m the motherfucking shit
And you know it!
I’m the shit!

Say it wit’ me!
I’m the shiiiit…

Sometimes I feel like the shit
Sometimes I feel like the shit, sometimes I feel like I’m shit
Sometimes I wanna stand for somethin’, then sometimes wanna sit
I didn’t really plan on cussin’, but sometime it just slip

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! I’m the shit!
I’m the shit!
Yeaaaaaah, I’m the shit!
Ahhhhhhhhhhh! I’m the shit!
Yeaaaaaaaaah! I’m the shit!
Ahhhhhhhhhhh, yeah! I’m the shit!

I know it sound good to youuuuu
‘Cause it sound good to meeeeee
I’m the shit!
Yeah, yeah, I’m the shit!

You need to walk away from the mic
‘Cause I’m the shit! I did it tonight
I’m the shit! Yeah, I do it riiiight
I’m the shit! I don’t even have to sing in key
Ohhh! It’s ALL ABOUT ME! I’m the shit!

Run back to the mud! I’m the shit!
I could do this shit all night! I’m the shit!
I could do it in the day, I’m the shit!
I could do it any way, I’m the shit!
Yeahhhhh, I’m the shit!

That’s it
Yeah, I can say it
Now I can say it, don’t you see it?

I don’t even sweat!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I’m the shit!
I’M THE SHIT!
I SAID I’M THE SHIT!

It might sound good to you
It sound excellent to me

Fuck! I’m the shit!
I’m the shit!

I take a piss ‘cause I’m the shit!
I can fart on it, I’m the shit!
I can squat on it, I’m the shit!
I get dome on it, I’m the shit!
I make her climb on it, I’m the shit!
This song will be I’m the shit!
The sun love me, I’m the shit!
The moon is jealous of me!
The sun is jealous of me!
The rain is jealous of me!
EVERYTHING IS JEALOUS OF ME!
I’M THE SHIT!

I’M THE SHIT!
I’M THE SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAHHHH
AHHHHH-AH-AH-AH-AH, AH-AH-AH-AH, AH-AH-AH-AH

You can’t have a piece of my pie! I’m the shit!
I’m that guy! I’m the shit!
I don’t know why! But I’m the shit!

Yeah, I’m the shit
Don’t even have to scream
I don’t even have to dream
I’m the shit, I make you cream
‘Cause I’m the shit
Yeahhh, I’m the shit

When I stand up, everybody sit, I’m the shit
Asshole

Sometime I feel like the shit, sometime I feel like I’m shit
Sometime I wanna stand for somethin’, then sometime wanna sit
Didn’t really plan on cussin’, but sometime it just slip
When you the mayonnaise and the mustard, you can’t relish in it
And when them panties turn to custard, who the hell do they miss?
And when the nanny fucks the husband, what does she tell the kids?
That’s a whole ‘nother discussion, we can’t fit in our kicks
That’s a whole ‘nother discussion, you can’t fit in these kicks
Yeah

The way I feel tonight, I think I’ll wear these shades
For the rest of my life
Yeah
Yeah

The way I feel tonight, I think I’ll wear these shades for the rest of my life
The way I feel tonight, I think I’ma wear these shades for the rest of my life
That way, you won’t be able to see the disappointment in my eyes
‘Cause they don’t lie (Don’t lie…), not to my eyes (Not to my eyes…)
Nah, they don’t lie (Don’t lie…), not to my eyes (Not to my eyes…), un-un
(They don’t lie, they don’t lie…)
(Not to my eyes, not to my eyes…)
(Not to my eyes, not to my eyes…)
(Not to my eyes, not to my eyes…)

E aí, curtiram a música nova? Achei normalzinha, como a maioria das músicas compostas pra esse tipo de projeto publicitário… Ainda mais levando em conta as partes envolvidas.