No Distance Left To Run premieres tomorrow, with band in attendance. Americans are left to wonder; "What is a Blur?"

Well, once again those of us in the barren wastes I like to call America are left to wonder wistfully about a certain group of British musicians. Some say they are real, but in America we can't be sure. For, much like the unicorn (or universal healthcare) they are maddeningly elusive creatures.

Yes, that's right kids, Blur have yet again shunned their Stateside brethren. For us, there is no word on an American release of No Distance Left To Run. Oh yes Canada gets it in their cinemas on the 19th, and even Japan and Austria have been promised a glimpse of the majestic Blur in their natural habitat.
So, not only were we left out of the Blur reunion tour, but we can't even see the documentation of that tour on film.

Maybe it's for our own good? Perhaps Americans are naturally allergic to Blur? Maybe it's like looking Medusa in the eyes and we would all turn to stone if we were able to see Blur on the big screen?
Somehow, I think not. I've watched plenty of the reunion shows on YouTube, and seen the footage of Glastonbury. As of yet, I haven't turned to stone*. I have however, turned green. Green with envy of all you lucky people who happen to live in a gentler, happier place. A place where Blur can roam free (for a list of those happy places, click here).

*As I am a British citizen, I can't verify that my reaction is indicative of the reaction an American would face upon seeing No Distance Left To Run. Please use caution and report all stone-like symptoms to your local authorities.

Funnily enough, the listing for the film has this parental warning "Contains strong language, once very strong." I just want to know what the "once" is!

Anyway, I'll do some updates tomorrow on the premiere while I act out my interpretation of the Blur reunion with sock puppets.