Not that it matters—Gorillaz is a virtual band. It doesn't quite exist. Its four members (2D, Murdoc Niccals, Russel Hobbs, and Noodle), designed and drawn by Hewlett, are fictional. The group inhabits Kong Studios, high on a mountain in Essex, northeast of London. There are no mountains in Essex. The band exists enough to make music, to produce videos, to remix, and to be remixed.
Albarn (music) and Hewlett (art) are the spirit behind Gorillaz. Their first outing, five years ago, remixed the whole idea of what a band could be. The iconography was grabbed from everywhere—sci-fi, anime, rock videos—while the music was a hip hop-based cut-and-paste of poppy melodies, old horror movie themes, and any sonic style available. The debut album, Gorillaz, sold an impressive 6 million copies worldwide, making it the most successful album ever by a virtual group.
Like I keep saying, satire just can't keep up in today's world …
Yesterday, I brought a 32-can case of Coca-cola to the office and unfortunately, I left it in the trunk for an extended period of time.
I had my hands full when I first got to the office, so I meant to go back and get the Coke from the trunk, only I got involved with stuff and didn't get around to it for a few hours (round to'its are hard to find).
Two of the cans had “exploded” like this. The rest were fine.