Seconds after I filed last month’s column, Oasis broke up.
Seconds after I filed last month’s column, Oasis broke up. As ever on such momentous occasions, I didn’t quite know how to respond. Would a street party be excessive? Might a night on the lash be considered lacking in respect? In the end I settled for opening a bottle of champagne and toasting the good sense of the Gallagher brothers, who should probably have done this years ago, ideally before forming the group in the first place.
Why do Oasis generate such loathing? It’s not just me, although I accept I am a repeat offender. Looking back at old columns, I realise I have rarely, if ever, turned down the opportunity to make an Oasis joke, and have often crowbarred one in when there was no need for it at all.
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