Sleeve Notes: I've been experiencing Blurred vision

Last night was a lot of a Blur. Two full hours of a Blur, in fact, as I attended the premiere of No Distance Left to Run , the new documentary that tells the story of the band. The film could have lost half an hour (they clearly wanted to end it after the triumphant Glastonbury headline performance , but felt obliged to throw in some Hyde Park stuff too) but it was still essential viewing for Blur fans. There were some great scenes from their recent reunion shows and, as you already know, the story is a brilliant one, not just of the band but of the need for people to patch up broken friendships while there's still time. Graham Coxon admitted hiding from Damon Albarn when he spotted him at London Zoo, so traumatic was their relationship at one point. It's to both of their credit that they went to the effort of reconciling. Perhaps the film's only flaw (for non-Blur obsessives) is that it asks you to care deeply about each member of the band. And yet from their interviews, Coxon is the only one you can really love. Albarn, in particular, struggles to come across as likable, revealing how travelling opened his mind (yawn), and getting stroppy and elusive when the H-bomb is dropped (the H in question being heroin). As punishment, the night's biggest laugh went to Liam Gallagher: "We wanna get back to rock'n'roll, not this Chas'n'Dave fucking chimney-sweep music." Harsh, and not at all fair. But funny nonetheless. Five things we learned this week You really don't want to tell Dappy from N-Dubz that he has a silly hat A woman licking tar followed by an owl is currently the best way of promoting new music Everyone's favourite post-punk eardrum perforators are back Thirty-four years on, and the prog/punk war is still going There are some collaborations that you NEVER WANT TO HEAR Guest blogs! With Baxter Dury and, er, the bloke who designed Elvis's jumpsuit Last week we had Elvis's very own jumpsuit designer blogging about the experience of turning sequinned zebras into birds (don't ask). This week, we have Baxter Dury, musician son of Ian, revealing what it was like to watch Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll, the biopic about his father. As he recalls: "Some people seem to think that my dad was a genius and others say he was evil. He wasn't evil, he was annoying. But he was also a lovely, bubbly person, a normal dad who made me soup." A sad week for music Three sad deaths from across the musical spectrum this week: Mick Green , the pioneering Pirates guitarist; Jay Reatard , the prolific garage rocker from Memphis; and Teddy Pendergrass , the silky-voiced soul singer. You can share your musical memories of all three on our blog . Buzz graph: The final results are in! If you've been bookmarking and frantically clicking on our interactive hype graph all year, desperate to see how Little Boots is doing in relation to Kid Cudi, then it is with sadness that we must inform you that the finishing line has been crossed. The tips for 2009 are now recovering in foil blankets, but we do have some interesting stats for you to mull over (did you know that Florence failed to have a Top 10 hit in 2009?). Oh, and there's good news too: the buzz graph will be back for 2010. Good news for you, that is. We ran out of Buzz-related puns last August. Follow the leader, leader, leader. The leader being guardianmusic on Twitter, of course.