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‘I’ve waited 25 years for this moment’: Oasis, the reunion – and what made them great
Their sneering vocals, seething guitars and thermonuclear charisma electrified the 90s. But will a reunion be a Champagne Supernova – or a Digsy’s Dinner? Our music writers weigh in
The night is mostly a mass of sweaty students making out with whoever is closest to them while I panic mildly about what song from the Romeo + Juliet soundtrack to play next, but the reaction when any Oasis track fades in is electric: pints fly, arms flail and lads grab each other and strain their neck muscles singing along. It’s all a bit depressing, if only because every halfhearted, vibes-based allusion to Britpop pales in comparison to, say, the era’s sexy, striking Face magazine covers, the old newspaper clippings chronicling the scene’s irascibility and penchant for public spats, and films like Oasis Knebworth 1996, whose footage of hundreds of thousands of drunken revellers gathering to sing in unison seems like a vestige of a culture that we can never really get back. What’s the Story lived in the car CD changer for what felt like the entirety of my childhood and the whole family loved it: dad and I listened to it on the drive to school every day; my mum is called Sally, so my brother and I would sing Don’t Look Back in Anger at her; the watery sloshing sounds at the start of Champagne Supernova were often used as in-car warfare to torment anyone in desperate need of a wee.
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