#THIS IS MY OASIS REUNION

[no-tengo-ojos]

Okay. So. After 7 years The Maccabees finally teased a reunion and I for one am pissed that I'd deluded myself into thinking thta they would never get back together because the pain was always too much to bear. But over the past few months I've seen every member of the band play live with their new bands and acts and each time one of them played a Maccabees riff or full song (and each time I cried for half an hour afterwards). So picture this morning, I wake up at 1pm, hungover and possibly concussed. I check twitter and the first thing I see is this.

You're all going to see my real time meltdown over this fucking 00s indie rock band.

[jmrww]

the guns have fallen silent

[danishphoner]

first thing that the announcement of an oasis reunion made me think was the possibility of an updated version of “miles and alex all over each other rocking out to ‘supersonic’”

[krikzilla]

WHAT A GREAT DAY TO BE AN OASIS FAN!

[twobrokenwyngs]

i'll just say this.

if an oasis reunion is genuinely happening, and we'll know soon enough, it will sincerely be the most i have ever believed in a universal grand design (a masterplan, you might say). because what are the fucking chances?

this band was broken up and entirely estranged for fifteen years. I could have taken an interest in them ANY time during that period, but as an american, they were entirely off my radar. and now, in the year of our lord 2024, it JUST SO HAPPENS that my friends and I become completely and entirely obsessed with this band, who we KNOW to be long finished, and for no timely reason at all. it was random, accidental and by chance that we ended up in this fixation. there was no impetus for it to happen right now.

and yet, the exact same year, at the absolute height of our obsession, having had time to absorb 30 years of context - THAT'S when they announce they're getting back together?

what! are! the! chances!!!

I never feel like the main character but right now... well. feeling pretty fucking blessed and highly favored lmao

not that it's happening. 👀👀👀

[lochallthedoors]

Q&A w/ Liam conducted on 12 Sept. 2019 for The Monthly's 12/2019 issue

[aeolianblues]

if you think you’re having a bad day, I just spent 4:00-5:10 AM in queue for Oasis tickets, was only 900th in the queue, was able to make my selection, proceeded to checkout with two floor tickets, entered my details and almost had them processed all the way only for ticketmaster to refuse to process a Canadian card and continue to throw me out five more times before returning me to the queue of 300,000 people. I was 900th. I had those tickets.

28 August Downsview Park better fucking be real or I’m going to cry

[cardinalfirefly]

Gentle reminder oasis stans:

[starshapedoasis]

[soundslivemagazine]

In Defence Of Oasis

Exploring the hype behind one of Britain’s most loved and raucous rock n roll bands.

Unless you’ve been living under the most soundproof of rocks this week, you will have heard the news. After a decade and a half of the alluring ‘will-they-won’t-they’ drama, the Gallagher brothers Noel and Liam have rekindled just as suddenly as they’d ended it all backstage at a gig in Paris in 2009.

The rumours abound on social media suddenly began to feel a lot less like fantasies when Oasis, Noel and Liam’s accounts all teased an announcement last Saturday. Oasis had made announcements since their split, usually about anniversaries, merchandise and documentaries, this wasn’t out of the ordinary. In fact, the band would soon be marking 30 years since their era-defining debut album Definitely Maybe came out in August 1994. Singer Liam Gallagher had also threatened to reunite the band on plenty of occasions in the ensuing decade, but never made good on his word. Why should this time have felt different?

In theory, it shouldn’t have. The village eventually loses interest in the boy crying wolf. And yet, when Liam Gallagher stepped onto the Main Stage at Reading festival to perform a headlining set on Sunday and opened with nostalgic on-screen visuals of Oasis, any doubt left in fans’ minds quickly evaporated.

The following Tuesday, the band confirmed what we already knew: Oasis, the biggest Britpop band of the 1990s, were back in action.

The avalanche of articles followed like they hadn’t in over 20 years: Oasis had undoubtedly reignited the fantasies of music magazines and publications that were otherwise scaling down in the face of rising operational costs. We��ve now seen over 20 NME articles, news on the BBC website, a revived radio documentary on BBC 6 Music, countless Rolling Stone thinkpieces, news in SPIN Magazine, the Manchester Evening News, gossip in the rags of the Sun, Mail, Metro. The mural in Manchester. The millions of people that tried to get tickets for the reunion dates that sold out in hours. It’s easy to be sick of it all, to think there wasn’t a band more overrated, overhyped or beloved than Oasis.

But let’s forget the hymns for a moment. Let us re-examine the appeal of the band before the myth: five boys from Manchester who believed in nothing more than the rock ‘n’ roll dream. And certainly, nothing less.

Cast your mind back to 1994, before the success and idolatry, before their songs would be turned into design-for-life anthems, before the band would be permanently woven into the fabric of British music history. Strip all that away and try to imagine hearing a then-relatively unknown Oasis for the first time. Imagine being told that half the band was not yet 22 years old, that they were a new band, releasing their third-ever single? Can you imagine, however simple it may have been lyrically, hearing Live Forever for the first time? In particular, just 4 months after Kurt Cobain’s suicide, after many fans were left feeling like they were staring at the definitive end of an era of honest independent music?

In 1994, Oasis were ’77’s punk all over again. Entering a landscape of artists (a term Liam Gallagher has derided) who internalised their music and recoiled at the notion of explicit success, Oasis were a brash rejection of shoegaze and indie’s philosophies, even going as far as to instruct the presenters of BBC Radio 1’s Evening Sessions to tell the world that Oasis were not an indie band. They were a rock ‘n’ roll band, and a band that dared to aim high, openly and with no apologies (all apologies for the pun). 

That was a philosophy they would live by until the bitter end, for better or worse. In a world of falling ambition and no hope, as Britain emerged ravaged by the Thatcher years to find there was nowhere left for its young to go, Oasis were determined to write their own destiny, largely for themselves, but invariably, for their entire generation. 

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[statementlou]

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[midwest-lndigo]

rip Finn Nelson, you would have loved the Oasis reunion

[8-bitbasil]

merry reunion british cavemen!

[medusa-was-innocent]

[paranoid-radio]

I wanna get oasis concert tickets not because I want to see them play songs live but because I want to see the Gallagher brothers beat the shit out of eachother

[lochallthedoors]

Noel Interview with NME, 7 October 2011

"Everybody's On the Run":

You can't fight the feeling And all is the same And the pouring rain, y'know, y'know Is coming out of the ceiling Falling from above Falling in and out of love A broken heart is still beating In and out of time Hold your body next to mine, y'know, y'know But you can't stop the bleeding Sing to yourself and hold on 'Cause everybody's on the run Everybody's on the run [Chorus] You've been drifting and stealing Trying to walk in my shoes But they don't belong to you, you know they don't But you can't find the meaning Sing to yourself and hold on 'Cause everybody's on the run Everybody's on the run

"(Stranded On) The Wrong Beach":

Falling, I see you on the way down I'll meet you on the rebound Or somewhere in between Calling out across the airwaves Faces that you can't save Are calling out for me And oh me, oh my! Say so long, baby, bye-bye Pour me one for the road It's a long journey, baby Where it's going to take me Just depends on the weight of my load, oh no Depends on the weight of my load Sail on, I'll see you in the next one 'Cause everybody's been and gone There's no one here but me [Chorus repeats] Dry land sinking in the quicksand Stranded on the wrong beach Come and rescue me