Say what you want about Liam Gallagher, but there’s no denying his rock star quality.
In this day and age of polished, PR interviews with celebs, there is something refreshing about a guy who doesn’t seem to give two bollocks what everyone else thinks.
Take for example his most recent interview with the Guardian, where he ticked all of the usual boxes.
Hating on brother Noel, an examination of his Twitter account, talking himself and his music up – we’ve heard it all before, but what stands out is his recollection of the infamous 2002 brawl in a Munich hotel bar.
Go on Liam, entertain us:
It’s quite a saga, that, in his telling at least, begins with one of Oasis’s roadies “giving some bird the fucking eye and that”, and said lady’s inamorato expressing his displeasure in no uncertain terms.
“I remember we were sitting at a table under a balcony, and our security guard just grabs us by the neck, drags us over the fucking table, and the next minute, there’s a geezer on the balcony drops a fucking glass table on our heads, but the security’s got us out of the way, or it could have fucking killed us. And then it went off, man.”
According to contemporary reports, 80 police officers were called to quell the ensuing melee, which involved both “much of the nightclub furniture being reduced to matchwood” and Liam Gallagher’s front teeth being knocked out.
Or perhaps not: Gallagher has formulated a theory that his front teeth were in fact “pulled out with pliers by the fucking German police” while he was unconscious, as retaliation for his part in the fight. “If I was to hit you in the mouth, you’d think you’d have a fat lip, right? I didn’t have a fat lip. I was still fucking whistling while I worked, mate. Here’s what I think happened: it all went down after I kicked a copper at some point in the fucking lobby, I think, because after that I woke up in the fucking nick.
So I think they give me a whack over the head in the back of the fucking van and I think they’ve just gone, ‘Fuck you, you cunt’, later on. Because they were pulled out completely perfect. They were going: ‘Oh, as you were coming up the stairs, you tripped and they whacked on there.’ But they’d have broken, wouldn’t they? You don’t fucking have them completely fall out like that. And I woke up in a prison cell, handcuffed, no teeth, but I could still” – he whistles – “and no other marks on me. So I’m going: they fucking ripped them out because I did one of their geezers, that’s what happened there.”
Who knows what happened, but it does sound like a pretty tall tale.
The entire interview is worth a read, but we’ll skip to the finish with a bit about how Liam has never really suffered for confidence:
…he was never rattled when Oasis got so big so fast. “I was comfortable walking straight into that suit. It didn’t freak me out at all. I always thought I was important from day dot. I felt I was destined for more than digging fucking holes. Success and that, all that stuff, fitted my fucking aroma.” He frowns. “That’s not the word, is it?”
Persona?
“Persona, that’s it.” He nods. “But it fitted my aroma too.”
One of the last remaining rock stars, really. And why is that? It boils down to tea-making:
[source:guardian]
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