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Otago Daily Times
5 hours ago
- Entertainment
- Otago Daily Times
Booze, brawls and break-ups
Oasis are back. But what was it like in the band's self-aggrandising, boozy heyday? Thomas Beller revisits the '90s. In 1993, by an accident of fate, I received a promotional tape from a record company publicist, Jim Merlis, who worked with Nirvana. He had made friends with a mad Scotsman named Alan McGee and sent a cassette with a bunch of Creation acts, calling out one in particular: Cigarettes & Alcohol . "Everyone is going crazy about this band," he said. "What's the big deal?" I thought when I heard it. "T Rex with different lyrics." At that time, in the fall of 1993, I was a staff writer at the New Yorker . By the spring of 1994 I was a fired staff writer. Embarrassed at losing such a job, I fled to London. Oasis sounded different in England. I heard them on the radio, in record stores, everywhere. A lot of the excitement had to do with the singles. This aspect of Oasis feels lost now in the platform age; their early work has been repackaged on albums with titles like Stop the Clocks and Time Flies . In some ways it was the B-sides that made the biggest impact: Fade Away and Listen Up ; an early version of Columbia ; and, especially, Acquiesce . To encounter Acquiesce on a B-side added an aura of limitless possibilities to the band. And it was this limitless horizon that the songs kept emphasising. "You and I are gonna live forever" is the most obvious example, but those early lyrics are overflowing with exhortations to live, an aspiration repeated so often it almost seemed in defiance of someone having once told Oasis to drop dead. I saw Oasis live in London in 1994, and again, at Earl's Court, in 1995. I remember an acquaintance walking beside me amid the throng of fans as we entered the arena in 1994. A seemingly mild-mannered guy, he turned to me with wild eyes and said the word that encapsulated the mood: "Butterflies!". Twenty-two years later I would watch Supersonic , the documentary about their early ascent, in a half-empty theatre in New Orleans, and exit the theatre pondering where it had left us: arriving at Knebworth by helicopter. A massive crowd. A homecoming. The primal thump of the bass drum. And then ... Credits. The end. Or the end of the beginning. I met the band just on the other side of this divide between moving upwards towards the sun and the other option, falling to Earth. It was the summer of 1997. I was on assignment for the music magazine Spin . The interviews were done at the Sony sound stage on 10th Avenue, New York, a big anonymous box of a building in Hell's Kitchen. I was put in a big room and my subjects were brought to me in batches. First came Alan White, Paul "Guigsy" McGuigan (or "Guigs", as the band called him), and Paul "Bonehead" Arthurs. Then came Noel Gallagher. And finally his brother, Liam, who was accompanied by a bodyguard, named Danny, in a tracksuit. I assumed Danny was there to protect Liam. But then I misspoke and said, "I quite liked your record", and Liam was on his feet. "You liked it quite a bit? What do you mean you liked it quite a bit? See ya later, man." He marched over to the door before Danny could get off the couch. Then Liam turned back towards me, and Danny's other purpose was revealed: protecting people from Liam. "You've got big f****** hands, man," Liam said. "But I'll knee you in the balls, man! Whaddya mean you liked it quite a bit? It's tops, man. Tops!" In the end, we worked it out. By the end of our chat he invited me to join them that evening at a bar he called "the Irish pub". "There are a million bars in this city with the word Irish," I said. "I need a name." That night I arrived at the street corner with my girlfriend and was confronted with a large sign that read "The Irish Pub". It was my first clue that Liam is not as incoherent as he sometimes seems. What transpired at the bar that night still seems incredible to me. ("I can't tell you the way I feel / because the way I feel is, oh, so new to me," as the lyric to Columbia goes. The refrain is: "This is confusion, am I amusing you?".) The most basic fact of the night is now a banal commonplace regarding the early years: the epic amounts of alcohol consumed by everyone, most notably Liam. Then there was the band's choice of music on the jukebox. The band the members of Oasis, or really Liam, played over and over was called, "Oasis". Liam took great pleasure in singing along to the lyrics of his favourite band, sometimes slapping his open hand very hard into the chest of Danny in the tracksuit, while insisting he sing along. A good friend with an interest in rock music, the writer Robert Bingham, had been bothering me all that day to bring him along to this rendezvous. His choice of companion at The Irish Pub was the most conservative, Waspy person he knew, a lovely guy named Willie who sat with Rob and me at a small round table while me and my girlfriend Jennifer chatted with McGuigan over pints of beer. McGuigan was a source of curiosity for me because of the way that both Noel and Liam, independent of one another, had mentioned Guigs as having had "a crispy". I had never got a clear answer on the meaning of "a crispy". As far as I could tell it meant some sort of Gallagher-/tour-induced nervous breakdown. Guigs was already exploring other interests and, along with Bonehead, would soon bow out of the band. He seemed to be the most calm and non-violent of the group, even more than Alan the drummer, who was brought in late and seemed to want to make zero waves. And yet when Willie answered Guigs' innocent question, "What do you do?" with the reply, "I'm a lawyer", the glass of beer came down on to the table at the same time that Guigs got to his feet. An electric current shot through the room. Guigs had sent up a flare. By that point in the night, Guigs had told me, in a calm, slightly solemn way, about various brawls the band had been in, including a situation in Tokyo where they scrapped with American Navy ensigns. "There were about 35 of us," Guigs explained. "We were in a bar. One of them f***** with one us, but they didn't know how many we were. And then we all stood up at once." And what happened? "We kicked the shit out of 'em," he said. Once again, there was a "we all stood up at once" energy in the room. Somehow, Willie murmured a sufficiently placating response. Everyone sat back down. Willie, in his pinstripe suit and impeccably knotted tie, remained, to his credit, unmoved by the whole thing. Meanwhile, I could see Liam chatting up Jennifer. She was very pretty, with a soft voice, round face and expensive hair. I went over. Liam turned to me with the poker face for which he is famous. At Earl's Court, he had done nothing more than hold this blank expression for 60 seconds as the giant monitor above the stage slowly zoomed in on him, his pretty blankness reverberating to the increasing roar in the arena, the facial expression equivalent of a guitar held near an amplifier and generating louder and louder feedback. Now he gazed at me with that same impassive expression. "Marry her," he said. "Before someone else does." Jennifer was as psyched to be hanging out with Oasis as anyone else would be, and Liam liked her. Let it be said! That such an agent of chaos should also have such a conservative streak — "marry her!" — is one of the paradoxes that fuels the story of Oasis, which is also a story of two talents that hover in the tension of killing one another and complementing one another. Cain and Abel never had a band, after all, and never had to do press. After the New York interviews, I followed them out to California that summer of 1997, where they set up shop in a stadium in Oakland opening for U2. Be Here Now was chugging its way to record stores across the land. This was the moment in the cartoons when someone runs off a cliff and for a while they are suspended in the air, legs churning, but not dropping, yet. After their set, there was a memorable scene with Noel in a sky box — literally a glass box way up in the sky. We had a nice chat fuelled by my offer of a powder. (I am still annoyed that Spin magazine did not reimburse me for this, as I had quite reasonably listed it among my expenses alongside meals and transportation, which, come to think of it, are both words one could use to describe the substance.) "Don't mind if I do," Noel said, and when he lowered his head to imbibe I saw, in the next glass box over, Liam Gallagher himself, both arms thrown out around the empty seats on either side of him, one leg crossed on the other knee, sitting resplendent in kingly solitude in dark shades, watching the "fookin egg" which was U2's stage set on that tour. It was like a movie, or an allegory: Noel's face fills the screen, then, when he moves out of the frame, Liam. It was a perfect moment of regeneration. One brother morphing into the other, different but the same. Later that night I trailed Liam into a backstage party where I was not meant to be, and from which I was ejected by an angry San Francisco security guard. But not before I absorbed the sight of Liam singing his own songs into Bono's face. Singing at the top of his lungs while slapping the U2 singer's chest with his open hand and insisting he sing along. Bono was recently quoted, in advance of this summer's Oasis shows, as saying: "I love them; I just love them. And what I really love is, the preciousness that had got [into] indie music, they just blew it out. There was just the swagger, and the sound of getting out of the ghetto, not glamorising it ... they were rawer than anybody." My encounter with the band was about a year after Knebworth, prior to the release of Be Here Now . It was the beginning of the long second act. And then the break-up years involving the brothers hiding in plain sight. It's not like they stopped making records and touring. If there is a chart for the most mentions in the NME over the past 30 years, Oasis and the Gallagher brothers combined must surely be at number one. But the sense during this period was never of finality, but rather of dormancy. A volcano, not a death. And now these two wizened faces peering out at us from a poster, skirting perilously close to Spinal Tap territory and yet not, because the excitement is real. Once again: "Butterflies". — The Observer
Irish Examiner
15 hours ago
- Entertainment
- Irish Examiner
The Coronas review: Voices sweeter than honey ring around Cork ahead of band's Glasto set
A vocal sweeter than a keg of the finest organic honey, Danny O'Reilly was at the top of his game at a memorable night at Cork's legendary tent. What better way for The Coronas to warm up before their Saturday night show in Glastonbury than to wow their loyal fans at Live at the Marquee 2025. This was their ninth time playing the venue. With the reception they get here, you can be sure it won't be their last. The Coronas wowed their loyal fans in Cork at Live at the Marquee 2025 ahead of their Glastonbury set on Saturday. Picture: Chani Anderson On stage at 9pm sharp. Total pros. At 9.05pm an explosion of confetti: Addicted To Progress. The crowd sings every word. Monster start. "It's great to be back in Cork. Go raibh maith agaibh. Thank you very much," says Danny. At 9:10, a sea of outsized balloons are released and Danny is leaning into the barriers, high-fiving the front row. All girls. Literally not one bloke on the big screen. Apart from Danny. Led by multi-instrumentalist Danny, this Dublin trio is a band of real quality. The other two core members are Graham Knox on bass and Conor Egan on drums. Danny introduces everyone. Róisín O played a support set before The Coronas (led by her brother Danny) before guesting with the band. Picture: Chani Anderson "People are saying to us 'you're playing Glastonbury this weekend', but we've played here so many times that we've played to more people here. "This show is what we look forward to more. "This is our Glastonbury. And give a big Cork welcome to this marvellous singer [and local hero] Cian McSweeney." Fans enjoying The Coronas at Live at the Marquee in Cork on Friday. Picture: Chani Anderson Later, he climbs beyond the barriers into the crowd. Singing, mingling. Loads of blokes also on the big screen this time, to be fair. All the hits: Dreaming Again, Closer to You, ' That's Exactly What Love Is, If You Let Me, Give Me a Minute, Just Like That. Always a big reaction to classics like Heroes or Ghosts (the crowd singing this was a real highlight), What a Love, and Addicted to Progress. And, of course, San Diego Song. Confetti cannons explode across the stage as The Coronas ramped up the celebratory atmosphere at Live at the Marquee. Picture: Chani Anderson Touring for the past 20 years, they have released eight hugely successful studio albums — from Heroes or Ghosts in 2007 through to Thoughts & Observations in 2024 — most of which reached No1 in the Irish album charts. From their most recent album, they performed Speak Up, Confirmation, and Ghosting. They're currently working on their ninth studio album. A nod to excellent warmup act, Roísín O, who wowed this crowd. Being Danny's sister, of course, no doubt helped; so too did a belting cover of Chappell Roan's Pink Pony Club, but her own material was also powerful. And she guested with The Coronas, soloing beautifully on That's Exactly What Love Is, among others. God-given family harmonies. What a great voice. No surprise — they're Mary Black's children after all. Magic DNA. Magic night. Meet the fans at Live at the Marquee Fans enjoying the concert by The Coronas at Live at the Marquee on Friday evening. Picture: Chani Anderson Pauline Hurley and Norma McKenna arriving at the Marquee for The Coronas' Live at the Marquee gig in Cork on Friday. Picture: Chani Anderson Vanessa Mulcahy, Samantha Mulcahy-Ryan, and Brian and Michelle Hughes at Live at the Marquee in Cork for The Coronas. Picture: Chani Anderson Millie Horgan and Lily Moynihan arriving at Live at the Marquee in Cork for The Coronas. Picture: Chani Anderson Andrew and Niamh Moynihan were at Live at the Marquee in Cork for The Coronas' concert. Picture: Chani Anderson Gary Comane and Sinead Farrelly at the Marquee in Cork for The Coronas' headline gig. Picture: Chani Anderson Holly Prendergast and Becky Prendergast arriving at the Marquee for The Coronas' headline gig. Picture: Chani Anderson . .
Wales Online
a day ago
- Entertainment
- Wales Online
Review: The Script proves no stage is needed for them at Cardiff Castle
Our community members are treated to special offers, promotions and adverts from us and our partners. You can check out at any time. More info There's always a risk in staging an outdoor concert in Wales or anywhere in the UK, where a downpour can often be more of a guarantee than a threat. But for The Script who played Cardiff Castle on Thursday, June 26, the light rain did little to dampen spirits. Judging by the crowd, no one seemed particularly interested in being anywhere else so the weather gods may actually have been working in their favour. The Irish band has always walked an unusual line of being a touch too earnest for some people and slightly too mainstream for others. But you know deep down that there's at least one of their songs that stick in your head (and you probably know it word for word as well). Tonight, they leaned into that unapologetically and it was definitely a 10/10 experience. We were treated to a set packed with hits lie Breakeven, For the First Time and The Man Who Can't Be Moved, reaffirming why these songs have lasted so well and seem so timeless. From superstar gigs to cosy pubs, find out What's On in Wales by signing up to our newsletter here They played Six Degrees of Separation too which is one of my favourite songs ever and lands so well when played live. Frontman Danny O'Donoghue was in full charismatic form, shouting early on: 'Cardiff, I know we all love to sing up here,' and the audience proved him right immediately. A standout moment was when thousands of people sang along to The Man Who Can't Be Moved in the pouring rain. (Image: Bethany Gavaghan) Danny also invited a young girl named Maia onto the stage and guided her to press a key on the piano, letting her sit next to him at the piano and telling her he was dedicating a song to her. But the most surprising part of the evening came during Nothing as Danny left the stage entirely and walked deep into the crowd, singing as he moved. I felt slightly on edge for him (as did his security I'm sure), but it worked so well and the crowd was incredible, with no one I could see screaming or pushing forward at all - possibly because everyone was also just super stunned. I've always been slightly envious of people who got to experience the music scene in the 80s and 90s when artists seemed a bit more relaxed about security when crowd surfing or walking through the audience felt almost routine, so I definitely appreciated getting an insight into that world even if it was just for the night. The show hit its peak energy with Paint the Town Green. The mood switched quickly from nostalgic to celebratory. Addressing the crowd before singing Hall of fame, Danny said: 'The story's about making moments you take to your grave. So when you're standing in front of God, you can say: this is what I did.' Closing with the famous track, Danny framed it as a dedication to 'anyone going through something right now', and the Cardiff crowd knew every word. S With a heartfelt thank you to his Welsh fans and taking a bow with the rest of the band, the Irish singer even draped a Welsh flag around his shoulders which got some almighty cheers and whoops from the crowd, who it's safe to say loved every second of the gig. Win tickets to see Oasis at Wembley
Yahoo
2 days ago
- Yahoo
The search for Ryan 'J.J.' Godbey: Canton detectives talk to man about missing person case
CANTON ‒ An "associate" of a missing 26-year-old man was arrested and jailed June 24 on charges of criminal trespass, aggravated possession of drugs and probation violations in three prior felony cases. Police spokesman Lt. Dennis Garren said the case is affiliated with the ongoing investigation into the disappearance of Ryan T. "JJ" Godbey, 26, of northwest Canton, who was last seen at a downtown nightclub June 19. He described the man arrested as a "associate of the victim." Godbey's family reported him missing under suspicious circumstances on June 22. His last known text, sent to a friend at 12:27 a.m. June 20, said that a man named Danny was upset. He did not reply to a text from his friend. The man who was arrested was found to be in possession of drugs when detectives went to speak with him, Garren wrote in an email. He was arrested at vacant building in the 1200 block of Walnut Avenue NE. At an arraignment in Canton Municipal Court on June 26, Magistrate Christy Pierson set bond at $75,000 for the defendant, a 33-year-old Massillon man listed as being homeless in online court records. A status hearing is scheduled for June 30. He remained in jail on the afternoon of June 26. Police Chief John Gabbard said June 24 that detectives were "acting with an increased sense of urgency" in the search for Godbey, based on a number of factors. His mother Jackie Godbey told Repository news partner News 5 Cleveland that her son's apartment showed signs of a struggle, and that Ohio Department of Transportation workers had found his bank card and driver's license along Interstate 77 near the Pro Football Hall of Fame. She said she believes he is in danger for several reasons: He failed to give scheduled performances at a June 21 queer prom, he left medication for seizures and other conditions in his apartment, and he left behind his cats, drag makeup and outfits. Godney is 5-foot-8 and weighs about 180 pounds. He has long brown hair that he wears in a ponytail or pulled back. He was last seen at Darlin's CREW wearing a red T-shirt, black pants and white Nike shoes. Canton: Police searching with 'urgency' for missing person last seen at LGBTQ+ club He is part of the LGBTQ+ community who dresses as a man unless he is performing in drag, said his mother. Anyone with any information is asked to contact the Canton police at 330-649-5800 or the Canton Police Detective Bureau at 330-489-3144. Anonymous tips can also be sent to Tip411 or the Stark County Crime Stoppers. Sign up for Tip411 at Reach Nancy at 330-580-8382 or This article originally appeared on The Repository: Ryan Godbey associate jailed on trespassing, drug charges
New York Post
2 days ago
- Sport
- New York Post
Nets' first-round pick desperately wanted his mom not to call team ‘New York' in awkward live scene
Mom just needs a quick refresher on the whole New York vs. Brooklyn basketball rivalry. The mother of Nets' first-round pick Danny Wolf, the No. 27 pick out of Michigan, made the mistake on live television of stating how excited her son is to be headed to New York when there is a clear distinction between the two New York-based franchises. And that created the awkward yet tender moment of Danny trying to subtly correct his mother mid-interview. 'We are so excited to go to New York,' Tina said on the ESPN broadcast while flanked by her husband, Joe, and Danny. 'It was what he wanted…' Danny mouthed 'Brooklyn' toward his mother in a polite manner at this moment, and did so again while she finished her remarks by saying: 'And it happened.' 4 Danny mouths 'Brooklyn' to his mother. @NBA_NewYork/X Geography aside, the draft proved to be an emotional night for the Wolf family after the former Michigan and Yale star waited nearly the entire night to hear his name called at his new home in the Barclays Center. Wolf averaged 9.7 points and 7.4 rebounds per game while shooting 33.6 percent from 3-point range this past year for the Wolverines, and he shared a big hug with his father moments after the Nets used the last of their five first-round selections to add the forward/center. 4 Danny listens as Tina speaks on heading to Brooklyn. @NBA_NewYork/X The gravity of the moment seemed to catch up to him while he celebrated with and hugged members of his entourage, with Wolf seemingly on the verge of tears. Tina also appeared to be crying while the two shared a long hug, and she seemingly said, 'Oh my God.' 4 Danny and Tina Wolf celebrate a tender moment. AP The broadcast also captured one his brothers crying. 'I have the two greatest brothers in the world, I have an unbelievable sister who I love,' Wolf said after being told of his brother's reaction. 'They all helped me get to where I am today and they're going to help me get to where I am going to go in this league.' Follow The Post's coverage of the 2025 NBA Draft The Post's Zach Braziller gave the Wolf pick a B+ grade, stating he liked the selection the best among the five choices Brooklyn made during the evening. Wolf is joined by No. 8 pick Egor Denim from BYU, No. 19 selection Nolan Traore from France, No. 22 choice Drake Powell from North Carolina and No. 26 pick Ben Saraf from Israel in the team's rookie class. The Illinois native also has Israeli roots like Saraf, having played for the national team at the 2023 FIBA Under-20 European Championships. 4 The Nets selected Wolf with the No. 27 pick. NBAE via Getty Images 'Being in the green room, I didn't know how long I'd have been sitting there for. I don't know if I would've said this long, but it's what happened, and it's out of my control,' Wolf said. 'And I ended up in a (good place). I'm just going to use that as a chip on my shoulder, as a motivating factor.'
