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Here's what's just struck me about Oasis: THEY HAVE NO FAST SONGS. They just lumber about, fat-arsed and graceless, at 20mph because it's a residential area. Music for people who can't-dance-won't-dance. They ARE rock but they DON'T rock. And what's the fucking point in that?
Anyway, goodnight English Rock Defence League, knock yourselves out, sweet dreams.
Haha, you know what, if you wanna be called “pal” and “lad” and “fella” a lot, just tell Twitter you don’t like Oasis.
Telling Twitter you don’t like Oasis is also a surefire way to be told that everyone has their own opinions on music, by people nevertheless oddly annoyed that I’m voicing mine.
Slagging Oasis also gets you many replies of the Gareth Keenan "He's thrown a kettle over a pub. What have YOU done?" variety, of the "50,000,000 Elvis fans can't be wrong" variety, and accusing me of hating music that is popular. (My favourite artist: the super-obscure Prince.)
Also, plenty of people assuming that if I don't like Oasis, I must be "middle class" (which is so far off the mark I'm pissing myself), or that I must be a massive Blur fan (they're OK in small doses).
This idea that Oasis some how OWN working-classness is part of the problem.
This idea that Oasis some how OWN working-classness is part of the problem.
By the way, the original tweet last night came off the back of listening to a couple of really exciting 00s garage-y rock albums, and thinking "Why the fuck was anyone listening to Oasis plodding around when THIS was an option?" Everything's relative.
Probably my last tweet on this, before I mute (because I'd like Twitter to be usable again). I listened to "Headshrinker", the 'fast' Oasis song (tucked away on a B-side) that everyone kept telling me about.
All I can say is, Marc Bolan's on the phone.
All I can say is, Marc Bolan's on the phone.
