I’ve posted a couple of Oasis songs recently, but I’d hate to think that any of you assumed that was some kind of seal of approval in the Blur v Oasis debate.
No. Personally, I never understood why you had to pick a side. What’s wrong with liking both?
But if I absolutely had to pick a team, to nail my colours to the mast, it would undoubtedly be to the Blur entourage. There’s just more depth, more variation, to their records than anything Oasis could ever aspire to.
So, here’s a tune which would very easily sit in my S.S.O.S. series, but it deserves better:
Often, when I haven’t managed to get a ticket for Glastonbury, I will sit at home, watch the coverage and wish I was there; not because of whichever act is headlining, but because of the whole vibe of being there.
But in 2009, watching this hurt. There’s nothing like being part of a massive crowd, living in the moment, watching a band who means so much to you perform. It’s like a punch to the gut every time I remember that I wasn’t there that year.