You're My Medicine, When You're Closed To Me. (2Doc)

the song

Ouch. That hurts. Come on let's try again. Maybe I should get me something to climb the hill in a better way. Mhh, I'll try to use those branches. I must climb that hill to see what's that thing. Maybe it's a tree. No it can't be, it's too strange. It's transparent.

Those branches are perfect. I've used all my strength to break them, but I can't climb that hill. I must think about the best way to do it. I sat down to reflect. To think about everything.

bafta was a really imp-

Doomed from the start

we met with a goodbye kiss

I broke my wrist.

Damn the alarm. Kasabian woke me up in a very scrambled way today. What time is it?
 11 am!! OH MY GOD IT'S SO LATE!

Murdoc will be furious with me! Today we must choose the song that we will sing at baftas. Everyone must be present to decide it! Even if I'm pretty sure they are going to chose a song with Del. Those songs are our most famous hits.

I think about that strange dream and I put on a very old shirt with a print with a pink rabbit and the sentence "Shoot to hill". I pull into the living room. I'm already prepared for the big confusion. I open the door and I shout: "I KNOW, I'M SORRY IF I'M LATE BUT-"

Silent. everyone is quiet. No one is talking. They are all looking at the blank papers in front of them, probably they are looking for an idea, to catch it and never let her go.

I dare to break that horrible silence

...Guys is everything okay?

Murdoc turns his head.I'm already prepared for his disgusted and furious gaze

and instead...

Perplexed. He doesn't know what to say. He turns his head again and he puts the pencil into his mouth in the hope that something will come up to his mind.

Russ finally answers me.

Del won't be there.

-What?? Why??

-Well... We argued. Baftas are in 3 weeks. But he's gone. He.. He doesn't want to talk with me. He got sick of being stuck in my head.. He wants... He has talked to some friends. They make hip hop music. He got tired of me, of my fears, of what I am.

For the first time I saw a little sparkle in his eyes.

Green.

They were green without Del who covered them.

They were olive green mixed with a little quantity of brown.

I have never seen him crying... Not even when Noodle... Well you know.. El manana...and...

I've always thought he did that, but not in front of us. Maybe he talked about that with Del, but now after a lot of years he's completely alone. For the very first time.

We hug him and Noodle wipes his tears. There's an uninterrupted silence in the room, in fact the air is so thick that you can cut it with a sharp knife.

who else but Murdoc is able to break this holy silence?

-Russ, listen; I'm really sorry but we must find a famous song to sing, and without Del we can't sing Clint Eastwood, Feel good inc and a lot of other songs.

But above all those two, that are our signature songs.

Mhh Tomorrow comes today is too old. And well we can't replace him with another rapper. We only have to consider the performance of Snoop Dogg, who was too busy to smoke to get on stage in time. Of course it wasn't worth inviting Daley. Murdoc argued with him for his hairstyle that emh" disturbed" him.

Naturally no one proposed El manana. They knew I couldn't do it.

I was alone when I recorded it. I didn't want anyone with me. I needed to do that on my own. But now I don't know if I can do this again. We can't risk. It's too important.

Russ is silent, Murdoc too. Noodle is too busy to comfort Russ.

For a moment I think about my dream

...What about melancholy hill?

We haven't played it in years. It was a calm song. But also a melancholy, sad and unique one. Revelatory. It showed an hidden part of Gorillaz.

Noodle smiled. In a certain way it was her song. Russ wiped his last tears.

Murdoc walks towards me and..

He hugs me.

He tells me: What a good idea 2D! That song rocks! That will be as Oasis said "hello! It's good to be back! Nice! and he smiled.

It was strange.. Murdoc's smile is like a giant prize that is given to you when you archieve a goal. A smile. I could see his irregular teeth and his mileage tongue.

-You must practice Faceache!! You must be fit for the performance! Fit as my butt!

And he left leaving his smell of alcohol and cigars. Typical.

While I was taking the text of the song I thought about Murdoc's hug . His hands upon my shoulders. His nails that were holding me. The distance between us was minimum. Actually. Non-esistent.

"What a good idea 2D."

"What a good idea."