Like England winning football World Cups, Oasis only ever play when there’s a Labour government. The band are about to go one better than the boys of ‘66 and fill Wembley for what will doubtless be a triumphant comeback. Labour? Well, not so much. Danegeld to the unions and the middle class taxpayer trussed like a lost Appalachian canoeist and “squealing like a piggy, boy” to the sound of the Gallaghers’ duelling banjos.
Proving that nothing much changes, His Majesty’s media is banging out pieces – a bit like this – on their collective love, or indeed hate, of the Manc Nineties rockers. Poppickers from the Press? Not ‘arf! With puns aplenty on “Definitely, Maybe”, the band’s defining album.
