A Southerner said to me, “You’re
a northern geek, why haven’t you found the Gallagher home where Noel and Liam
grew up.” One sunny Sunday evening on the way home from Blackpool I came off
the motorway early to seek out the house in Burnage on the outskirts of
Manchester.
In the nineties I wasn’t a big fan of Oasis. They did about four
mind-explosive timeless songs and I can remember the working-class Oasis versus
middle-class Blur stirred up by the media in the nineties but I didn’t listen
to them until years later. I’d rather listen to interviews with Noel Gallagher
who speaks his mind (“That dreary crappy Phil Collins and Wet Wet Wet just had
to be kicked out of the charts by someone like us. The world had been spoon-fed
warm sewage for long enough.”) His interview on Mark Lawson Talks To is
one of the best.
I found the house where they’d grown up on a typical housing estate.
Noel and Liam were five years apart in ages- a big age gap when you’re young.
They shared a bedroom here. They lived here with Peggy and Paul their Irish mum
and older brother after flitting (in the middle of their night) from their
abusive dad who still lives about 1.5 miles away. Though they were known for
their explosive arguments Noel and Liam got on well at home. It was only when
the group earned commercial success there were power clashes. It was a Catholic
family and they attended church every week until Peggy stopped going (God comes
up a lot in the songs.)
Initially I parked the car outside the house but moved it as there
seemed to be people passing by or hanging around outside for a long time. When
millions flushed into the Oasis pocket Liam offered to buy his mum a castle in
Cheshire but all she wanted was a new front gate. It looks like she’s had a new
fence as well as a new gate. Peggy doesn’t favour the mansions and millions lifestyle
and still lives here close to her siblings (Irish family, one of eight
children.) She’s probably pay a small fortune for her two sons lads to get on
and live nearby than 200 miles away in big London.
Who would ever have thought two lads messing about with second-hand
guitars in this house on a council estate would go from signing on for welfare
to have hits across the world in about 4 four years? Who knows how many albums
they could have finished had Liam not been such a dipstick and be the root of
the group splitting up. Both worked for their dad’s concrete company and Noel
worked a little a screen-printing company but much of life was spent on the
dole. Noel became a roadie for The Inspiral Carpets and his mum was mortified
when her 21-year-old son suggested moving out to live with his girlfriend.
If you hear Noel interviewed he mentions walking down into Burnage to
visit Sifters Record shop. He bought his first Beatles records from here and
most of the music that informed him: The Smiths, Happy Mondays, Joy Division, The
Jam, etc. I wasn’t sure if Sifters shop was still there so I drove down to the
line of shops in Burnage – to found it does exist. These vinyl/cassette shops
did roaring trade in the seventies and eighties but you wouldn’t think current buying
methods would support them now - but this one is still going. I still listen to
cassettes and often got to know two albums at the same time when the stereo
automatically reached the end of the tape and then played the other side. I
can’t bring myself to throw them away; the bits of artwork I did on the inlay
cards takes me right back to those days when music seemed to speak personally
to me.
Mr Sifters