How do you remember Oasis? For me, it’s 1995: the football kits, the bucket hats, Liam Gallagher’s parkas buttoned up to the chin no matter the weather, Noel Gallagher in everyman flannels and polos, wearing beater denim on the red carpet to win an MTV award. It was pure, undiluted lad power.
Now, 14-something years later, Oasis is back. On tour again, being uncharacteristically civil, and looking exactly how I remember them. For seven nights in a row at a heaving, overcrowded, piss-pint…

