As they return with their first new music since 2015, we rate the best of a band who ponder heartache, London, fame and more – and used Britpop to contemplate Britishness
The problem with Blur’s fourth album The Great Escape might be that it captured the coke-y atmosphere of mid-90s London a little too well: its songs often sounded as horrible as the characters they satirised. But occasionally a different album peeks out: darker, sadder – epitomised by Best Days’ careworn beauty.
