Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds

Just for the record, I must state that there is no bigger fan of Noel Gallagher than myself. Indeed, my unhealthy idolization
With bands still enthusing about recording for vinyl and a new generation embracing the physicality of a 7" single it looks like there is still a future and despite it still being the preserve of the few with downloads clocking in to the billions a year, at least it hasn't been dead and buried.
Some guy at one of the shows had a placard held what said: "WHAT COLOUR UNDERPANTS ARE YOU WEARING?". I'd like to say the crowd were stunned into silence when I told them I don't wear underwear onstage, but as it was quieter than a comedy club that Madonna's doing stand up at (did you see that thing? Holy sh** balls!!) I'm not sure anyone noticed, least of all me!
The first of the two nights was very strange. I've been coming here to Japan for well over 20 yrs now and I can safely say that was the oddest gig I've EVER done. The crowd were silent in between songs. They usually are quiet but this mob were SILENT!!
Now then... What's happening? Out or nowt? Probably nowt eh? So I get to Korea... South Korea to be precise... Seoul in fact to be exact. I do f**king LOVE that place and here are a few reasons why:
After about six months we left the TV studio and were taken out to some swanky restaurant, which was indeed a night club, which was indeed the preferred hang out for yer Milanese footballer. All the women (and there was a LOT of women) looked like Mick Jagger when Mick Jagger looked like an Italian woman (1965-1969!).
Paris in the spring is quite frankly... well just beautiful. The sun was out. It was warm... all I'm missing is my girl. The gig was great too. Bit of a come down from all the razzmatazz of the big shows in the UK. Great crowd... Some people actually flew in from The Lebanon especially for it, which was nice.
Liam Gallagher sparked a Twitter frenzy on Saturday night, when he shared a snap of his Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds
I do let a few people in to watch the soundcheck from time to time... We had to cut this particular one short and kick everyone out as Johnny Marr was to get up with us that night to perform The Mighty I. I didn't want to spoil the surprise for everyone by having some trigger happy social media kid putting it out there...
I've seen and done some sh*t in my time but I'm damned if I can remember anything to match that Saturday night!?! One of THE BEST nights I've ever done, ANYWHERE. The kind of night you live for... A real privilege to have been there, nevermind actually being onstage. All downhill from that now surely?