As the middle child of the Gallagher clan (don’t forget big bro Paul), Noel’s time as a kid wasn’t exactly the rosiest. Between weekly outings to Maine Road and the occasional petty theft, he found sanctuary in getting high and writing scrappy songs on a guitar that his old man had left behind. Fun fact: he learnt to play right-handed despite being a natural lefty.
Noel’s first real encounter with the rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle came a few years later after blagging his way on tour with Mancunian band Inspiral Carpets, working as a roadie. The story goes that he got paid £3 per day, plus a Pot Noodle. Not bad.
Once back on English soil, Noel was asked to join Liam's new group – then known as The Rain – as chief songwriter. He quickly cemented himself as ringleader and creative force, ruthless in pursuit of the music he wanted to make. It wasn’t long before the band changed their name, signed with Creation Records and began a meteoric rise to stardom over the course of two short years.
Anyway, it’s clear that Oasis thrived on the tension between Noel and Liam. The poet and the town-crier. Fights were frequent and the band seemed to break up and get back together time after time. After a slot at Stafford’s V Festival in 2009, Noel decided enough was enough and ended the band for good.
These days, both brothers are doing pretty well for themselves. Whereas Liam remains hellbent on bringing the no-frills Oasis shtick to a new generation, Noel and his High Flying Birds seem more interested in pushing their sound in a new direction, especially in the studio. The jury is still out on those French interludes, mind you.