From a 2015 interview with Noel Gallagher, a guy who’s candor I absolutely love.
I f*cking hate whingeing rock stars. And I hate pop stars who are just… neh. Just nothing, you know? “Oh, yeah, my last selfie got 47-thousand-million likes on Instagram.” Yeah, why don’t you go f*ck off and get a drug habit, you penis?
On Radiohead:
Am I aware of a hierarchy? I’m aware that Radiohead have never had a f*cking bad review. I reckon if Thom Yorke f*cking shit into a light bulb and started blowing it like an empty beer bottle it’d probably get 9 out of 10 in f*cking Mojo. I’m aware of that…
Have other people’s songs ever really touched a generation, though? Radiohead? When do people listen to them? Is it when they go out, or is it when they come in? Because I’m struggling to think.
Look, as soon as Thom Yorke writes a song as good as f*cking “Mony Mony”, give us a f*cking shout.
On newer Britpop stars:
This new generation of rock stars, they look great: Alex Turner, Miles Kane, the guys from Royal Blood. They’ve got the f*cking skinny jeans and the boots, and all that eyeliner. I’ve got a cat that’s more rock’n’roll than all of them put together. Pigeons? Rips their f*cking heads off.
