Review: Noel Gallagher flies high at the LC
Five quick thoughts regarding last night's appearance by Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds at LC Pavilion:
(1) People worship this man. I was shocked at the level of adoration headed Gallagher's way last night. I had a pretty positive relationship with "(What's the Story) Morning Glory" growing up, but this was clearly more of a religious experience for many in attendance, including certain local rockers and sports journalists I witnessed losing it. As Blake Pfister of Moon High explained on the way out the door, "Oasis was the band that turned me from a punk rocker to a real record geek." Or as the fanboys in the fourth row put it: "NOOOOOOO-EL! NOOOOOOO-EL!"
(2) Also shocking: The volume level. Hearing Mr. Gallagher sounding so humongous made me feel extra dumb about never seeing Oasis. I can't even imagine what it must have been like to hear "Champagne Supernova" at that volume. But one Gallagher is better than none!
(3) Gallagher is an absolute master of the form. His understanding of what makes a pop song tick - and really, what makes your average human being tick - is innate. How he manages to extract so much power from the same old tricks is beyond me. Obviously some of that expertise was gleaned from a close study of the Beatles catalog, but his talent goes deeper than that. It's one thing to enjoy driving a Ferrari and another thing entirely to be so inspired and infatuated that you teach yourself to build your own sportscars that are arguably just as good.
(4) That said, at a certain point last night the songs began to, ahem, blur. Supposedly some of the setlist was Oasis rarities, which must have been a treat for the devoted, but after about an hour they sounded exactly the same to me. All except the big finish...
(5) "Don't Look Back in Anger." Damn straight.