I've just found these absolutly astounding clips of blur on youtube. Marvoullous stuff, I tell you. Damon was singing postman pat. He would of gotten into the little kiddy car but he couldn't fit, the poor bloke! XD Another was looking for Graham at a concert. You followed Alex around and he finally said 'You can only look for Graham for so long' and starts playing ping pong!!! He finally comes out throwing wine around and proclaiming 'I'm very emotional and I'm homesick!'

Check it out, people, it's just too funny to be missed!!

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Must the show go on…?

She stood in front of the mirror. She leaves for the show in 10 minutes.

And I can feel one of my turns coming on…

Her damp tangled violet hair strewn across her pale face laid lines in front of her vision

I feel… cold as razor blade

Her emerald greens contained no emotion but brutality. Her pupils large, thick and black with eyeliner and mascara.

Tight as a tourniquet

She wore a black t-shirt with a green one overtop covered with a blue denim jacket. And dark blue jeans and chucks. She didn't see the clothes anymore, just the colours and the auras they echoed.

Dry as a funeral drum

She stood in front of the mirror. She presumed she looked fine. Not great… but… fine. But she was far from feelin' fine. Beyond the point of no return.

RUN TO THE BEDROOM, IN THE SUITCASE ON THE LEFT

YOU'LL FIND MY FAVOURITE AXE

Noodle turned from the mirror and unzipped her bag to recover a pencil sharpener. She quickly unscrewed it and finally smashed it against the desk to free the small razor. 'Remember kids: It's down the road, not across the street'.

Don't look so frightened

She hesitated in mid air but then tugged back her sleeve from her left arm and opened out the veined wrist with suspicious white lines drawn down in the right direction. She lightly rubbed the fresh new area.

This is just a passing phase ONE OF MY BAD DAYS

She gripped the small tool and bent towards her vulnerable skin. "Noodle," she stuffed her hands in her pockets in the blink of an eye and glared at Russel in the doorway. "We're going now, girl, c'mon." He left her bedroom and Noodle smiled grimly.

"Joy," she said sarcastically and gathered up her guitar suitcase and left the room. All her dread was yet to be released.

Why are you RUNNING AWAY?

La la la la. The grudge is on tonight. And I'm bloody taping it! CHEERS TO ETERAL NIGHTMARES! XDD

Mother do you think they'll drop the bomb?

Mother do you think they'll like the song?

Mother do you think they'll try to break my balls?

Mother… should I build a wall?

"You ready for the concert, Noods?" Noodle turned paler.

"I guess…"

"You practised all your songs?"

"Uh huh." Noodle smiled reassuringly at Russel for the first time and he smiled back. But deep inside the motivation for smiling was a tad more suspicious than meets the eye. Even she was amazed she could stretch her facial muscles without cringing pain.

Hush now baby don't you cry

Mama's gonna make all your nightmares come true

Mama's gonna put all her fears into you

Mama's gonna keep you under her wing

She won't let fly but she might let you sing

Mama will keep you cosy and warm

Of course mama's gonna help build the wall

The rental car Murdoc ever so delicately took care off speed down through the city nearly flipping at every corner. Of course, the usual seating. Murdoc at the helm, 2D slouching and humming beside him, Russel towering in the back next to Noodle more interested in the innocent victims they passed. Time slowly but surely passed though Noodle pleaded with her life for the clock to turn backwards when everything was satisfactory. But before she knew it, the car had pulled up at the back of a large building with a little door leading onto backstage.

"This is it? What a dump." 2D asked wearily as he stepped out of the car.

"Well what were you expecting? Woodstock?" Murdoc yelled so the rats scattered between shadows and filthy trash bins in alleyways. 2D sulked and started to unpack the bags. Murdoc opened Noodle's door erupting her from her thoughts. "You gonna help us or just have a little snooze before the front doors close?" Noodle glared menacingly at the bassist and reluctantly got out of the car. Russel handed over her guitar case and they all entered through backstage.

The door closed behind them and Noodle saw pitch black nothing. The air was sort of humid and musty and she could hear the faint waving sound of chatter. She stepped sideways and bumped into someone before her. They gasped in surprise and grunted while Noodle took a step back and stared incredulously at a black hole that didn't seem to adjust. "Ah, there's the switch…" The dusty lights blinked on and Noodle turned behind her to see Jamie grinning at the 4 of them looking bewildered.

"You!" Murdoc shrieked at Hewlett and pointed a shaking green finger in his face, the nail almost jabbing his nose. The mysterious figure that Noodle bumped into walked around them and next to Hewlett to be none other than the blatantly obvious Damon Albarn. Murdoc was just as disappointed to him as well. And so was Noodle. She actually liked having those 2 hanging around…

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