I will follow you, will you follow me?

This year’s eight inductees into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame have been announced. There’s Oasis, the ’90s Britpop band dominated by Noel and Liam Gallagher, and I invited my British son-in-law to write about them in a blog entry two weeks ago. There’s Sade, the British soul/jazz group fronted by Nigerian-born singer-songwriter Sade Adu, who I’ll be featuring next week.

And then there’s the multitalented British drummer/singer/songwriter Phil Collins, who has sold a gazillion records as a member of Genesis, as a solo artist and a featured collaborator with other artists, who I’m writing about this week.

The rest — Billy Idol, Iron Maiden, New Order, Luther Vandross and Wu-Tang Clan — barely register in my wheelhouse, or not at all. Still, they’ve all sold a boatload of records and concert tickets over the years, and if they’re worthy enough for the Hall Of Fame committee to select them for induction, I reckon they each deserve at least a few paragraphs in a round-up blog post I’ll be writing two weeks from now.

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Over the past 70-plus years, there have been quite a few popular music artists who were what you might call “overly prolific.” They released two or even three albums a year and five or six hit singles annually, and seemed to be playing on the radio in a continuous tape loop. I could mention Elvis in the ’50s, The Beatles in the ’60s, Elton John in the ’70s, Michael Jackson in the ’80s, and those are just the ones that come immediately to mind. We were oversaturated in their music, to the point where even if we loved their stuff, we sometimes grew tired of it through overexposure.

Phil Collins is another example. There was a period of about eight years in the 1980s when, no matter how hard we might try, we couldn’t avoid him. In his case, we found ourselves hearing him doing double- and triple-duty — solo tunes, songs with Genesis and duets with other artists, and film soundtracks on top of that.

But I can’t recall any artists who have found themselves on the receiving end of so much vitriol and ridicule as Collins has. In my view, it went way overboard, and was not at all fair, especially considering the quality of his musical output was (again, in my view) way above average.

Some of the harsh criticism of Collins came from the diehard fans who worshipped Genesis back in the 1970-1974 era when Peter Gabriel was their charismatic frontman. When Collins became the group’s lead vocalist in 1976 following Gabriel’s departure, those fans never accepted him in that role, and in fact grew to hate him very publicly, taking great offense as the band evolved from a progressive/art-rock band into commercial pop superstars in the 1980s, largely because of Collins’s influence.

Those fans who were biased in favor of Gabriel were never going to give Collins a fair shake…but what about everyone else? Why the “We hate Phil Collins” websites? Why did he take so much shit in the court of public opinion?

I’m not sure there’s a definitive answer for that. To some extent, he was lambasted the same way other hugely popular artists have been condemned. Critics have been notorious for seeming eager to knock stars off the pedestal once they’ve reached the pinnacle of success. (Just ask The Eagles.) Consider these comments by journalist Frank DiGiacomo in a 1999 piece entitled “The Collins Menace” in which he said, “Even when I sought to escape the sounds of Collins in my head by turning on the TV, there he would be, mugging for the cameras, intent on showing the world just how hard he would work to sell millions of records to millions of stupid people.”

Ouch.

But every pendulum eventually swings back, and eventually Collins found himself at the top of magazine lists like “Ten Much-Mocked Artists It’s Time We Forgave.” Said J.D. Considine of Rolling Stone in 2004: “For a time, Phil Collins was nearly inescapable on the radio, but we mustn’t deny the fact that he is an incisive songwriter and resourceful musician.” Dave Simpson in The Guardian in 2013: “It’s about time we recognized Collins’s vast influence as one of the godfathers of popular culture.”

So in this essay, I come to praise Collins. The period when he was being annoyingly overplayed is long behind us, and I’ve never much cared about what artists may do or not do outside of their musical contributions. I think his body of work is largely quite good indeed, not only as a singer and songwriter but also, let’s not forget, as an innovative drummer, which is how he got involved in the music business in the first place.

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Collins was born in 1951 in London and began drumming on toy kits at age five. He became an active child actor, appearing in several West End stage productions, including as the Artful Dodger in “Oliver!” But his interest in music and drumming was far greater, and by age 15, he abandoned acting and devoted all his time to playing in bands, emulating his drummer heroes like jazz great Buddy Rich and rocker Ringo Starr.

Collins in 1970

In 1970, he was only 19 when he applied for the job as drummer for Genesis, a talented progressive rock band that hadn’t yet found much commercial success. Singer-songwriter Peter Gabriel, keyboardist Tony Banks and bassist-guitarist Mike Rutherford were all musical prodigies who had attended prep school together, but they lacked a decent drummer, having burned through two already. Gabriel, who had some experience on drums, knew immediately upon hearing Collins that he was going to work out very well for them.

“I was convinced from the first moment,” he recalled in the Gabriel biography “Without Frontiers.” “I knew when Phil sat down at his drum kit that this was a guy who was fully in command of what he was doing, like a jockey on a horse.  He was enthusiastic and very self-confident. I used to have a lot of fun telling the drummers how to do their drum parts.  Once Phil came along, those days were over.”

Genesis in 1974: Steve Hackett, Mike Rutherford, Peter Gabriel, Phil Collins, Tony Banks

In his 2016 autobiography, “Not Dead Yet,” Collins remembered, “I didn’t know at the time how close they were to splitting up. (They’d lost their guitarist Anthony Phillips, who had health issues and suffered from stage fright, and they’d let drummer John Mayhew go.) I had no idea how much was riding on the auditions.  Nor was I aware that Genesis’s finely balanced creative symmetry had had the legs kicked from under it.”  Collins was thrilled to land the job, even though he often found himself playing the role of the jovial outside mediator, keeping peace between the tightly wound schoolboy chums.

Beginning with the 1971 Genesis LP “Nursery Cryme,” Collins proved to be a most welcome addition, showing extraordinary dexterity and inventiveness in his drum fills and rhythmic flourishes, which turned out to be crucial as Gabriel, Banks, Rutherford and new guitarist Steve Hackett combined their instrumental talents on extended, intricate pieces like “The Musical Box.” The band’s reputation as a pioneer in progressive, classically trained rock gained momentum over the next three years and four albums: 1972’s “Foxtrot,” 1973’s brilliant “Selling England By the Pound” and “Genesis Live,” and the 1974 double LP “The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway.” Each LP charted higher on UK charts than the previous one, and they began building a modest but devoted audience in the US as well.

Drumming teacher/scholar Rich Lackowski wrote: “Phil Collins’s grooves in early Genesis recordings paved the way for many talented drummers to come. His ability to make the drums bark with musicality and to communicate so convincingly in odd time signatures left many a drummer tossing on the headphones and playing along to Phil’s lead.”

The experience and training Collins had received in musical theater also made him the obvious choice to regularly sing backing harmonies behind Gabriel on many Genesis tracks. He even made his debut as lead singer on two short, nondescript tunes, “For Absent Friends” and “More Fool Me,” which were sometimes performed in concert. But Collins had no notion, no plan, to increase his role. “I didn’t want to not be the drummer,” he said. “This is what I did. That was my territory.”

But the band was thrown for a loop when Gabriel, one of rock’s most flamboyant, dynamic showmen, privately told the group of his intention to step down. He was about to become a father and his wife’s pregnancy was problematic, so he resigned from Genesis following its 1975 tour. The remaining band members were unsure of how to proceed.  Said Collins, “My feeling was, ‘Forget the vocals, let’s carry on as an instrumental four-piece.'” Banks and Rutherford had begun writing some new material and laid down some backing tracks, but eventually they all concluded they needed a frontman vocalist.

They held auditions for Gabriel’s replacement, which lasted nearly two months and involved more than 50 candidates.  Only one seemed promising enough to bring into the studio to try his hand at singing the new lyrics and vocal parts they’d written, but it turned out he wasn’t up to the task. With tour dates looming, and studio hours piling up, Genesis was getting desperate.  Finally, Collins surprised his mates when he suggested, “How about I have a go?”  They sighed and said, “Might as well.”  So he took a shot at singing “Squonk,” a challenging track from their album-in-progress, “A Trick of the Tail.”  The others looked at each other in the control room, and their eyebrows said it all:  Damn, this just might work!

In his autobiography, Collins recalled that day.  “Looking back, it was a defining moment for me.  And yet we were still dazed and confused.  The one guy we thought might manage the vocals has proved a bust, and now the drummer’s had a pop and doesn’t sound bad.  But over the whole album?  Is that wise? We’re caught between a rock and a soft place.  Having explored every other angle, it seems like the drummer is the last-ditch, last-resort-only option.  None of us can take this entirely seriously.  Surely some mistake?  I’m just as conflicted, because I really enjoy playing the drums.  That’s where I live.  Yet there’s no denying the truth:  I can sing the songs.  

“Finally, a compromise:  I might consider this if we can find another drummer I like, because I’m not up for double duty.  It just doesn’t work. The lead singer singing from behind a drum kit is alienating for an audience.  There’s all these cymbals and stuff getting in the way of any connection between vocalist and crowd.”

The press, who were already convinced Genesis could never survive the loss of Gabriel, were mighty skeptical when Collins was announced as the replacement, and the group’s fan base was equally unsure. “Wait, the new singer is the drummer?” Even Collins was hesitant, but when “A Trick of the Tail” was released in early 1976, the response was largely positive and encouraging, perhaps partly because expectations were low.  To many people’s ears, Collins’s vocals sometimes sounded uncannily like Gabriel’s in pitch and tone, and since the music retained much of the intricate fantasy quality of their earlier stuff, the album did well, reaching #3 in the UK, matching the peak of “Selling England By the Pound.”  

Then came the acid test — how will the new Genesis come across on tour? To everyone’s relief, things went surprisingly well.  With ex-Yes member Bill Bruford manning the drums on stage, Collins stepped out front tentatively, not moving much at first but singing his heart out as the group played fan favorites and a handful of new songs. “I had to learn a new set of skills,” he recalled. “I was insecure as hell about being a frontman. The thing I most had to overcome was my fear of performing with just a microphone stand. I was used to having a row of cymbals between me and the audience. It was nerve-wracking. In particular, what was I supposed to do when there’s no singing?”

Exhilarated by the acceptance of the Gabriel-less Genesis (except by the diehard “never Collins” faction), the band regrouped and worked on the follow-up, another dense, heavily prog-rock LP called “Wind and Wuthering,” which included their most popular radio-friendly tune yet, “Your Own Special Way.” On stage, Genesis was now playing major venues for the first time, and they began employing laser light shows and huge sound systems, earning a stellar reputation for big-hall sound quality, which was captured on the brilliant double live LP “Seconds Out” in 1977. Collins had recruited Chester Thompson, a jazz drummer who had played with Frank Zappa and Weather Report, who remained their touring drummer for decades to come.

Meanwhile, guitarist Steve Hackett had grown frustrated by 1978 with what he felt was a declining role and decided to leave for a solo career. This turned Genesis into a trio, underscored by the next album’s title, “And Then There Were Three.” Faced with the loss of one of their songwriters, Banks and Rutherford deliberately shifted away from the sprawling, epic structures that defined their previous work, opting instead for shorter, tighter, more direct song formats. It was a transitional album I happened to like, especially tracks like “Deep in the Motherlode,” “Snowbound,” “Scenes From a Night’s Dream” and “Say It’s Alright Joe.” “Follow You, Follow Me” became the group’s first Top 40 hit, peaking at #23 in the US and #7 in the UK. When they returned to the road, it was with hired gun Daryl Stuermer on guitar, along with Thompson on drums, to beef up the core trio as they made a concerted effort to crack the US market. Collins got increasingly more comfortably as the frontman/vocalist, but he also returned to his drum kit each night for an exhilarating “drum duel” with Thompson.

The tour was a big success, but it came at a price. Collins learned that his wife, who had reached her limit with a husband who was constantly away from home, had taken their two children and moved to Canada to live with her mother. Collins was devastated and tried to save the marriage, but she’d made up her mind. He returned alone to England to nurse his wounds and discovered an effective way to work through the emotional pain: He began writing songs.

Most of the material he wrote focused on the loss of his wife and children and the overall themes of rejection, betrayal and a breakdown in communication. When the band reconvened to begin their next album, Banks and Rutherford were surprised and pleased that Collins would now be contributing songs to the sessions, and two of them — “Please Don’t Ask” and “Misunderstanding” — were included on “Duke” (1980), with “Misunderstanding” becoming the group’s first US Top Ten hit.

Hackett, Banks and Rutherford had all recorded solo albums in the late ’70s, but Collins hadn’t done so yet, instead preferring to contribute to other artists’ records as a drummer, including LPs by Brian Eno and the British jazz fusion band Brand X. But now that he had found he had a knack for writing his own songs, he made demos and started working up R&B-flavored music (something he’d enjoyed as a kid), enlisting the help of Earth, Wind & Fire’s horn section, dubbed the Phenix Horns. He also bought a then-new Roland CR-78 drum machine and became fascinated by the possibilities of electronic drums.

These influences resulted in a rather astonishing solo debut LP, “Face Value,” released in 1981. While the solo albums of his bandmates had made little impact on the charts, Collins’s LP became a commercial juggernaut, with “In the Air Tonight” and “I Missed Again” both reaching the US Top 20 as the album peaked at #7 and went triple-platinum. Suddenly, Collins on his own had become an undeniable pop sensation, even as he concurrently continued with Genesis.

I found “Face Value” to be thoroughly entertaining as a side project, with tracks like “Thunder and Lightning” and a reworking of the Genesis song “Behind the Lines” benefitting from the vibrant horn arrangements. “In the Air Tonight,” with its era-defining drum sound, took on a life of its own, and a compelling cover of The Beatles’ spacey “Tomorrow Never Knows” turned a lot of heads. I’d always been a fan of Collins’s voice, and on “Face Value” it was on full display, handling tender ballads with soft grace and charm, and just as brilliantly, belting out the upbeat tunes with impressive force and enthusiasm.

The Collins haters were ambivalent about the solo work, but when he brought this new R&B/pop sensibility to Genesis with their “Abacab” album later in 1981, many of them abandoned the group for good. It didn’t much matter, though, as a new generation of listeners embraced the new sound, which had New Wave elements that sounded more like The Police. “No Reply at All,” sounding like an outtake from “Face Value,” got tons of airplay in the US, reaching #2 on the new “Mainstream Rock” chart, as did “Paperlate,” an extra track from the “Abacab” sessions that showed up on “Three Sides Live” in 1982.

Collins, Banks and Rutherford in 1983

How did Collins’s heavy-handed influence go over with Banks and Rutherford? Collins thought that using the horns was a good move to “suddenly jar people and take them off automatic pilot” from the preconceived notions they had about Genesis. He said he had the idea of writing a song that someone like The Jackson 5 would have wanted to record, and directed the band in a direction that they had never gone before. This development created some initial reservations from Banks, but he said he grew to enjoy the track by the time it was complete. Moreover, “it brought us the commercial success we’d been dreaming of since the very beginning,” Banks said.

Many critics praised the new incarnation of Genesis found on “Abacab,” 1983’s “Genesis” LP and 1986’s mega-successful “Invisible Touch.” Said one. critic, “The band was right to shed the ivory-tower artistry of their early days and embrace the rich pop hooks and accessibility that have made Genesis truly modern art rock. They have traded technical complexity and ingenuity for an altogether more stunning simplicity, making great music for people who never cared for Genesis in its original version.” Rutherford agreed, saying, “We had gone as far as we could with the progressive stuff, and we were eager to write and record in a more direct, relaxed approach.”

Phillip Bailey in the studio with Collins, 1984

There’s no question that the inexorable rise of Collins’s solo career affected the freedom of Genesis to record and tour at will. As Gabriel would put it, “Phil was a workaholic’s workaholic.” He released five LPs between 1981 and 1993 compared to Genesis’s four, and toured as a solo artist supporting each release. His “No Jacket Required” solo album spawned four Top Ten hits in 1985 alone. Moreover, he had three #1 hits with the winning theme song to the 1984 film “Against All Odds,” a popular duet with EW&F’s Philip Bailey on the irresistible “Easy Lover” the same year, and a 1985 duet with Marilyn Martin on “Separate Lives” from the “White Knight” film soundtrack. When you follow that run with five Top Ten singles with Genesis in 1986-87, and then six more Top Five singles on his own in 1988-1990, you can see how “Phil Fatigue” became a big problem at that juncture.

Collins acknowledged in 2010 that he had been “omnipresent” for a while, conceding that his status as a figure of contempt was a consequence of his music being overplayed. “I’m at fault, I guess, for putting out too many songs in too short a period, but the fact that people got so sick of me wasn’t really my doing. I’m not going to say I’m sorry for being so successful. I honestly didn’t mean for it all to happen the way it did.”

Still, he had plenty of cheerleaders in the business; artists like Robert Plant and David Crosby, who collaborated with Collins on various projects in the ’80s and ’90s, called him “a most positive, encouraging force” and “an enormously helpful friend,” respectively. Taylor Hawkins, the late drummer for Foo Fighters, called Collins “an incredible drummer. Anyone who wants to be good on the drums should check him out – the man is a master.”

The Genesis trio in 1991

By 1990, Banks and Rutherford fully expected Collins would be leaving the band, but he stuck around for one more album and tour. Entitled “We Can’t Dance” to whimsically address the dominance of dance music on the charts at that time, the album featured seven tracks by Collins, more than any previous Genesis LP by far. This lent credence to the theory that most were outtakes from Collins solo albums; certainly the singles “No Son of Mine” and “Jesus He Knows Me” sounded like it, as did the appealing album tracks “Living Forever” and “Way of the World.” Some pieces, though, came from studio jams like the trio had done ten years earlier (“Driving the Last Spike”). When they toured behind the album, Collins sang with an in-ear monitoring system, which he said allowed him to sing more effortlessly and not “fight” with the band’s sound. It also reduced his worry about the condition of his voice on tour, the first sign that aging was beginning to take its toll on him.

He went full solo in 1993, with a punishing work schedule that cost him his second marriage as well. His “Both Sides” LP, recorded by himself with no collaborators, was a very personal collection of songs, again focusing on lost love and failed relationships (“Everyday” and “Both Sides of the Story”). In 1996, he tried something new — The Phil Collins Big Band, an 18-piece jazz instrumental group born as a tribute to his early idol Buddy Rich. They played jazz festivals in Europe and elsewhere and released one live LP, “A Hot Night in Paris,” in 1998.

His final commercial success came with the music he wrote for the film soundtrack to the Disney animated film “Tarzan,” which included “Two Worlds,” “Strangers Like Me” and the award-winning “You’ll Be in My Heart,” which grabbed an Oscar and a Golden Globe for Best Original Song in 2000.

By 2000, a litany of health issues plagued his ability to perform, either on drums or on vocals. First it was a sudden hearing loss that lasted nearly three years; then he underwent upper neck surgery to relieve pain developed while drumming on tour in 2007. That led to chronic arthritis, which caused severe depression and, later, alcoholism. An infected foot caused a fall that resulted in nerve damage and required back surgery. On the rare occasions he took to the stage, he needed a cane or a chair, and looked mighty frail for a rock star. In 2021-2022, he reunited with Banks, Rutherford, Thompson and Stuermer for “The Last Domino?Tour,” which included Collins’s son Nic helping out on drums as Genesis bid farewell to live performances.

Collins was inducted into the Rock Hall as a member of Genesis in 2010, and now he’ll be inducted again on his own this year, one of only a handful of artists to be honored two or more times.

I saw Genesis in concert only once, in 1981, and it was an incredible evening of sound and light. I never did catch a Collins solo show — part of the Phil burnout syndrome, I suppose. But I definitely count myself a fan of most of his music, and I had fun compiling two playlists (see below) to separately highlight his work with Genesis as well as his solo stuff, both arranged chronologically.

Last week I came across a 2014 quote from Diane Birch, a talented but little known 43-year-old soul singer, who summarized Collins’s career in a way I find myself mostly agreeing with: “Collins walks a really fine line between being really cheesy and being really sophisticated. He can seem appalling, but at the same time, he has awesome production values and there’s a particular richness to the sound. It’s very proficient in the instrumentation and savvy about melodies. And he’s an insanely talented drummer.”

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We see things they’ll never see, we’re gonna live forever

Editor’s notes:

The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame will be inducting the latest batch of artists in November, and here at Hack’s Back Pages, that means publishing profiles of these honorees: Phil Collins, Billy Idol, Iron Maiden, Joy Division/New Order, Oasis, Sade, Luther Vandross and Wu-Tang Clan.

Frankly, I’m nonplussed and unprepared to write about the majority of these artists. In most cases, I am either ambivalent about them or I simply don’t care for their musical output. But over the next few weeks, I intend to do the necessary research and familiarize myself with them enough to write knowledgeably about their music and their careers.

Oasis in 1996 (from left): Alan White, Paul “Bonehead” Arthurs, Liam Gallagher, Noel Gallagher, Paul “Guigsy” McGuigan

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My son-in-law, Johnny Ashby, is a 37-year-old Londoner who has a keen understanding of and a deep love and respect for Oasis, one of England’s most successful groups of the last 40 years, and indeed, of all time.

I could’ve written my own profile of Oasis, which would have no doubt shown a less enthusiastic and shallower grasp of their oeuvre. Instead, since Johnny is not only an accomplished musician and songwriter but a damn fine writer as well, I chose to invite him to take my place and offer his own take on the group and its memorable career, something I’ve done only a couple of times before on this blog. After reading his perceptive and personal essay, I’m confident I made the right decision.

He also helped me compile the Spotify playlist found at the end, inserting songs I’d omitted and removing a few he felt were unworthy of inclusion. Exposure to the full breadth of the Oasis catalog has resulted in my deeper appreciation for their work, and I am indebted to Johnny’s insights and eager participation.

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By Johnny Ashby

I’ve been putting off this article for some time because it seemed like an impossible task. But when my father-in-law asked if I would write a guest article on Oasis for his blog, I could hardly say no.

For the last few weeks, I’ve been trying to piece together all of my various thoughts about a topic I hold dearly, a genre of music known as Britpop, which is, for me, the best of the best out of all the many different eras of modern music. It was born out of a musical rebellion against the dark, doom and gloom of America’s ’90s grunge movement — a celebration of the 1960s British Invasion and everyday British life led by the likes of Oasis, Blur, Pulp, Travis and The Verve, to name a few.

So, where do I start when writing about one of, if not the greatest band to ever emerge from the UK? I’ve loved Oasis for as long as I can remember. They were there the first time I discovered what a band even was. I’ve not only listened to their catalogue, I’ve learnt to play it, too. I’ve performed their songs on both sides of the Atlantic, in pubs, working men’s clubs and dive bars, and you can pretty much guarantee “Don’t Look Back In Anger” is going to start a sing-along every time. I’ve had plenty of heated debates with many an American about Oasis’ right to the throne of rock and roll, and I can say, quite confidently, that I’ve won every single time.

The Birth of Britpop

Before Oasis, my musical tastes were much as you would expect from a pubescent young lad. I listened to things I’m now ashamed to admit. Boybands had started taking over the pop mainstream, and the charts were a mix of one-hit wonders and monotonous beats. Then something changed with the revival of the guitar band. If you want to understand how the ’90s kicked off, you have to start with The Stone Roses, and if you want to understand The Stone Roses, you have to start with The Smiths. The music scene in Manchester has always passed down the baton this way. The Smiths gave British music its wit and furnished it with jangly guitars. Then The Stone Roses took those jangly guitars, added an indie dance beat and pointed the whole thing at a new generation. It was a sound that felt both completely new and somehow inevitable. The Stone Roses built the runway, and without them, Britpop and Oasis probably wouldn’t have happened.

Although Blur had only a fraction of the impact and commercial success in the US that they did in England, in the mid-’90s they were locked in a fierce competition in the UK with Oasis in what was known as The Battle of Britpop. During that time, it was considered deeply suspicious to like both Blur and Oasis. You had to pick a side; it was either one or the other. I was nervous to discuss my musical tastes with people back then, and rightly so. I was, I’m ashamed to admit, one of the suspicious people, and I got judged and bullied mercilessly for it as a kid. As I get older, I still appreciate Blur for who they were, but their music now feels a little too knowing and perhaps a little bit too clever to listen to most days. If I listen to their big hit single “Girls and Boys,” it takes me to a wonderful place for three and a half minutes, somewhere in 1994 in the backseat of the car with my headphones on. Blur have aged into nostalgia, which is, I suppose, its own kind of compliment.

Oasis, on the other hand, never really seemed to go away. They never needed to be revived or re-contextualised. Oasis 2025 didn’t feel like any of the other long-awaited reunions we’ve seen before, because Oasis have always been around. That’s the difference between a singles band and an album band. Whereas Blur gave us moments, Oasis gave us a world we could live inside.

Oasis broke out when I was a kid of and didn’t stop until I was well into my teens. I remember all of it like it was yesterday. I had copy of “(What’s the Story) Morning Glory?” on cassette and played it until the tape broke, literally. If you know what that means, you were there. If you don’t, just know it means I listened to that album more times than any sane person should be expected to listen to anything. They were inescapable, but not like an annoying song that gets stuck in your head. “(What’s the Story) Morning Glory?” didn’t just soundtrack the mid-90s, it survived them. It survived “Be Here Now,” their third LP in 1997, which was, in my mind, a complete catastrophe of an album, and everyone knew it at the time, including the band and the people who bought it. It survived the split, and another fifteen years of the two principals refusing to be in the same room.

The Band

Noel and Liam Gallagher grew up together on a council estate in south Manchester. They shared a bedroom for most of their childhood, which almost definitely contributed to their lifelong habit of arguing. They were, by most accounts, completely different people from the start. Polar opposites. Liam was the golden child, high energy, obsessed with football and utterly unconcerned with music until he was nearly eighteen. His older brother Noel was, as Liam put it, “the weirdo in the family.” A daydreamer and a loner. A kid who retreated into his own world and taught himself guitar because there was, in his own words, absolutely nothing else to do. Sometime in his early twenties, Noel managed to talk his way into a job as a roadie and guitar tech for another Mancunian band, the Inspiral Carpets. During his time out on the road and the endless miles of motorway that followed, he started writing songs on an acoustic guitar.

The Gallagher brothers: Noel (left) and Liam

It was during a break between tours with the Inspiral Carpets that Noel heard that his brother Liam had formed a band. He went and saw their first gig at the Boardwalk in Manchester and was impressed enough to want in. He joined on the condition that he would maintain complete creative control as the sole songwriter. The band willingly agreed because they probably had little choice. Noel’s songs were so good they thought he was playing covers. All those songs Noel had written alone while working as a roadie eventually became the backbone of their repertoire, and when they performed them at King Tut’s in Glasgow, they were signed on the spot by Alan McGee of Creation Records, and the rest is history. Their incredible debut, 1994’s “Definitely Maybe,” followed soon after by “(What’s the Story) Morning Glory?,” went on to soundtrack an entire generation, and Oasis became Oasis.

Noel Gallagher is one of the great British songwriters — not just of his generation, or his era, but one of the great ones ever. Period. I place him on a relatively high pedestal alongside Bob Dylan and a small handful of others who seem to have been given access to something the rest of us can’t quite reach. Songwriting at their level is not a skill you can simply learn. You either have it or you don’t. You can get better at it, sure, but only if you kind of know what you’re doing in the first place. Songwriting is a craft, built on melody, harmony, structure and lyrics. But in order to be great, you need an instinct for what makes a good song, and I’m not sure that’s something you can teach.

Liam is often underestimated and never should be. He didn’t write the songs, but he carried them. He’s everything you want in a frontman and he has all the ingredients that make a great one. During the sessions for “Definitely Maybe” and “(What’s the Story) Morning Glory?,” producer Owen Morris described what happened in the studio as a “freaky thing.” Noel would play a song Liam had never heard before, once, on an acoustic guitar in the control room. Then he’d hand Liam the lyrics, and Liam would sing it. Just like that. Perfectly. One after the other. Five songs in five days. “Like, what the fuck? He’s only heard the song once,” Morris said.

A voice like Liam Gallagher’s on tunes like “Live Forever,” “Champagne Supernova,” “Supersonic” and “Wonderwall” comes along once in a generation, maybe less. Noel and Liam’s vocal styles couldn’t be more different, and that contrast is part of what made them such a remarkable pairing. Noel’s voice, heard on tracks like “Don’t Look Back in Anger,” “Talk Tonight,” “The Masterplan” and “Little By Little,” sounds like a Catholic cathedral filled with booze and cigarettes. There’s something almost angelic about it, and it holds a Bono-esque quality. It’s both crisp and powerful, and somehow sacred and slightly dangerous at the same time. Liam, on the other hand, is the perfect rock and roll voice, full stop. The tone alone says everything. It’s every bit of “come and have it then” that you want from the guy with the mic and the tambourine. Where Noel sounds like he’s delivering something from above, Liam sounds like he’s daring you to argue with him about it.

Liam Gallagher

But it’s not just about Liam and Noel. We owe a nod to the people who made up the rest of Oasis at various points too. It was a band so tumultuous that only a brave few survived the mishaps, and the Gallaghers, long enough to leave their mark. Tony McCarroll, the original drummer, was sacked in 1995 after a confrontation with Noel in Paris that McCarroll later described as “probably the most stupid thing I’d ever done in my life.” Then there’s Paul “Bonehead” Arthurs and Paul “Guigsy” McGuigan, and Gem Archer, Andy Bell, Alan White and, most recently, Joey Waronker. A talented bunch that rarely get talked about because the Gallagher brothers take up all the available oxygen in any room, on any stage, and in any article ever written about the band. A great band always needs more than two people, and together they were unlike anything else.

Like all good rock bands, there’s an ego. A nice healthy dollop of it. And Oasis possibly have one of the biggest. They’ve declared themselves the best band in the world on numerous occasions and at one point said, and I quote, “We’re better than the Beatles.” They have a theory that they’ve practiced with remarkable consistency, and that theory is “Any press, good or bad, is better than no press at all.” Most bands would crumble under the weight of that self-belief, but Oasis wore it like a parka, and to be honest, they weren’t entirely wrong. Not about being better than the Beatles; nobody is better than the Beatles, so I’m told.

The Songs

Noel Gallagher wrote “Live Forever” when he was 22 years old. Now, if you’ve been identifying “Wonderwall” as the definitive Oasis song this whole time, with respect, you’ve been doing it wrong. “Wonderwall” has obviously become its own anthem, and recently seemed to have been given the banner as the unofficial national anthem for England in the World Cup. But is “Wonderwall” their best song? Probably not really. It’s the one your mate plays at 3 am when he’s had a few too many and thinks he’s been through something. I urge you to listen to all the others in the playlist below and make your own assessment, but for me, “Live Forever” is the one. Not so much for the chord progression and the melody, but for the boldness of writing a song about wanting to live forever and making it feel profound rather than childish.

Of course, there are other songs in the catalogue that don’t get enough credit. “Little by Little” from “Heathen Chemistry” (2002) is one of the most quietly gorgeous things Noel ever wrote. It’s a terrace ballad that builds like a slow tide coming in. I’ve played this song in bars all around the world and no matter how many times I’ve played it, I’m still floored by its structure and melody. There’s something in the chord progression that sits perfectly under the chorus, a clever use of slash chords thickening up the harmony in a way that power chords rarely do. It gives it a weight that most ballads don’t even attempt. For me, it was one of the standout moments of the 2025 reunion tour. When Noel stepped up to the microphone and started singing, 80,000 people disappeared and everything just stopped, and I got lost in it.

Noel Gallagher

“The Importance of Being Idle” arrived in 2005 and reached number one in the UK, and although we didn’t know it at the time, it was their last #1 as a band. It became their 19th consecutive top ten UK hit, beating a record previously held jointly by the Beatles and ABBA. It’s a bit looser and more playful than most of the songs in their catalogue. I remember watching the music video for the first time on MTV and thinking it was original and unlike anything I’d seen up to that point. It’s one of the few songs actually led by Noel which, for me, is a special thing. When he gets to sing his own songs, there’s a different type of conviction in his voice that Liam lacks. It became the song of the summer and could be heard all over, drifting out of car windows along the high street and across booze-filled pub gardens.

Once again, it seemed like they were unstoppable and a tour was on the horizon, but behind closed doors the band was crumbling. The apple had fallen from the tree and was beginning to rot. In hindsight, (despite 2008’s “Dig Out Your Soul” being their last album), the album “Don’t Believe the Truth” felt like the perfect goodbye from the band. Oasis disappeared shortly afterwards on what turned out to be a rather extended hiatus, leaving behind a song and an album that felt like a gift we hadn’t quite appreciated until it was gone.

In the years that followed the split, we saw many different attempts from both brothers to carry the torch. Liam formed Beady Eye with the remaining members of Oasis after Noel’s departure. It was a valiant effort but it never quite captured what people were missing. When Liam finally went solo, something clicked. Noel’s work under Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds moved toward something more experimental, but Liam did the opposite. “As You Were” (2017), “Why Me? Why Not” (2019) and “C’mon You Know” (2022) were a well executed trio of albums that leaned hard into everything that made Oasis great in the first place: Big stadium anthem rock songs, with massive “sing-along” choruses, and a lot of swagger. In 2017 Liam and Noel released solo albums within weeks of each other, and during their first week of release, Liam’s “As You Were” sold over 100,000 copies against Noel’s “Who Built The Moon” at 78,000.

The Reunion

When the 2025 reunion tour happened, it became pretty clear that Oasis were more popular than ever. The shows sold out almost as soon as they’d been announced, with 41 dates across 14 countries, starting in Cardiff, Wales and ending in Sao Paulo, Brazil. I was lucky enough to see them for two nights in Los Angeles. It was an unforgettable weekend spent with friends, an obscene amount of alcohol, and a lot, a lot of Adidas sportswear. I consider myself a realist, though my wife will probably disagree with me. I went as far as to buy ticket insurance for the first time in my life. The odds didn’t exactly seem in anybody’s favour, and at $400 a ticket, I wasn’t going to risk it.

Oasis on stage, 1996

I didn’t fully know what I was expecting, but I was genuinely concerned they wouldn’t keep it together long enough to make it to California. But they did, and despite their previous misadventures on the other side of the Atlantic, when Oasis arrived on American stages, they were greeted with scenes that felt less like a comeback and more like a homecoming. It was pretty remarkable when you consider how many catastrophic gigs there have been, how many public arguments, how many times Noel has quit the band, and how many fans have been left standing in the rain holding a ticket to something that simply didn’t happen. Any one of those things would finish most bands. Oasis somehow collected them all like trophies and kept going. It gives fans every excuse to turn their backs and walk away, but we didn’t.

Here’s the thing about Oasis that is almost impossible to explain to someone who wasn’t there. If you ask someone what makes Britain quintessentially British, you tend to hear the same answers. The Queen. A cup of tea. Football. A queue for something that probably isn’t worth queueing for. Well, somewhere along the way, without anyone really planning it, Oasis made themselves part of that list too. They are a band this country has claimed as its own in a way that feels instinctive rather than chosen. An Oasis t-shirt is worn proudly in the stands at an England game, just like an official England football jersey. Oasis are, and always will be, ours.

Could there be a new album? Nobody knows. In true Oasis style, Noel has been characteristically non-committal, which from him means anything from “definitely not” to a “definitely maybe” to a “probably yes.” During the 2025 reunion tour, they played the same 23-song setlist every night, which tells you something about where they are creatively as a band. One might say that they’re consolidating rather than expanding. They’ve both proved, after two incredibly successful solo careers, that they still have it in them. Noel Gallagher can write, but whether he and Liam are currently in a headspace to make something new together is a question that only the Gallagher brothers can answer, and they will answer it in their own time, on their own terms.

The Rock & Roll Hall of Fame

I’d argue that Oasis are the last true rock and roll band we’ve seen. What happened to Oasis simply doesn’t happen anymore. They were a working class band from a council estate in Manchester, who were discovered whilst playing a gig on the circuit. They were signed on the strength of their songs alone, and went on to become the biggest band in Britain within two years. Sadly, the music industry that made it possible for bands to break into the mainstream like that no longer exists. The old ways have been replaced by the new and have been taken over by algorithms, streaming metrics and follower counts. The A&R gatekeepers who used to listen at the back of a dingy, sweat-filled room with a drink in their hand now sit at a desk with a cup of weak piss-poor coffee, staring at their metric dashboards. The music and the songs no longer matter to them, only the follower counts do.

You can’t really have a band like Oasis again. If they arrived tomorrow, I doubt they would get label support. It’s just a harsh truth. Major record labels aren’t going to take a punt on a band whose frontman might tell them to fuck off. They won’t risk signing a band whose members might argue with each other in public, take drugs or deliberately miss a gig. They see it as too high a risk. The traditional rockstar as we knew it is probably dead. The modern rock band is expected to be a marketable one, easily manageable, squeaky clean and most importantly, online. Songs have changed too; now they need a chorus that works in fifteen seconds. Something that can be clipped, looped and dropped into a reel. Something that performs well in an algorithm. And it hurts me to say it, but most of the music we hear these days is unlikely to stand the test of time. Maybe that’s the real difference. Rock and roll was never supposed to be safe. It was supposed to be loud, unpredictable, unapologetic and rebellious. The danger was always part of the appeal and for me that’s Oasis 101. Oasis might very well be the last band to have broken out in that organic way, on the circuit, at that level. Nobody has come close since. Which makes what they achieved feel even more extraordinary in retrospect. Oasis are not just a great band but possibly the last of a kind, and if that’s true, then the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame is exactly where they belong.

Liam and Noel reunited in 2025

Liam Gallagher once called the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame “a load of bollocks.” And yet here we are, and Oasis are being inducted in November. As bizarre as it sounds, they will stand on a stage alongside Iron Maiden, Billy Idol, Wu-Tang Clan and Phil Collins, who Noel once called a dinosaur. Their acceptance speech alone might be worth the price of admission, and amidst the shenanigans, they’ll probably break the internet. With Oasis, you never quite know what’s coming next, and that is precisely why, thirty years on, we are still watching. After all, any press is good press, remember?

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