LMPYITP: The Random Passages

"I haven't got a title for it either."

            It was just a regular Friday night. Noel was in his usual place on the couch with his guitar in his lap strumming away. He hummed an unfamiliar tune and I couldn't help but watch.

"Is that gonna be on the new album?" I asked.

"Don't know yet." He replied.

"When can we expect the new album?"

"Don't know yet."

I could tell he was only half paying attention to me and I definitely wanted to change that.

"How 'bout that Oasis reunion?"

He halted his guitar playing and looked at me. "What're ya playin' at, Jules?" He asked. "What d'ya want?"

"You to tell me a story. The NME already gave their take on it but I wanna hear it straight from the horse's mouth."

"Are you callin' me a horse?" He asked. "I am hung like one I s'pose."

I twisted my nose up a little in disgust. "Come on, stop being gross!"

He chuckled. "So with this story, where d'ya want me to begin?"

"Where it matters."

He smiled. "We were in Paris. We only had two days left 'til we played our first-ever big arena gig..."

...

April 18th, 1995

Sound check was going surprisingly smoothly thank fuck. Since he didn't have to worry about anyone fucking shit up, Noel took the time to work on a new song. He sat with his guitar away from everyone else and strummed it out, humming along nothing specific.

"Ee-arr!" His little brother Liam said as he came towards him. "What's that you're singin'?"

"What the fuck are ya on about?" Noel replied not looking up from his guitar. "I'm not singin' nothin'."

"Yes ya are! Are you singin' 'So Sally can wait'?"

"No but I will be. That's fuckin' genius! Thanks Our Kid."

Liam nodded. "And you thought all I did was stand up front and shake a fuckin' tambourine. I'm talented, me. In song writin' and the lot. Just you wait and see."

Noel chuckled to himself as he watched Liam walk away. 'I've heard your songs. They're shite! What the bleedin' hell would you do without me?' He thought.

April 22nd, 1995

Time flies...and before the lads from Oasis knew it, they were in Sheffield playing their first gig at the Arena. It would also be someone's last gig but that's another story for some other morning glory.

Noel watched as Liam growled out the last few lyrics of "Married with Children". His time to shine was only a few seconds away.

"Thank you very much. In our set for a bit Our Kid's gonna play a few acoustics and be back later." Liam told the crowd before sauntering away from his microphone.

'I ain't givin' him credit for nothin'.' Noel thought as he watched his brother. 'It's my fuckin' song.'

He played "Take Me Away" and then it was time.

"Gonna play a brand new one. I only wrote it on Tuesday." He said to the audience. His Mancunian drawl was still pretty strong despite the fact he'd been living in London for a while. "So no one's heard this before."

The crowd loved the new track but nowhere near as much as its author did. Noel knew it needed work (a second verse or summat). So to the studio he went with it.

"Alright." He said as he approached his younger brother. This was either going to be really easy or really difficult. "I've got two songs sorted and you're only allowed to sing on one of 'em."

"Only one?" Liam scoffed. "I'm the fuckin' singer! I'm supposed to sing all of 'em!" That's how things were with Definitely Maybe so why would things be different now?

"Right well I'm the leader of this band and what I say goes. I'll be nice and let you choose which one you're gonna sing."

"Alright." Liam nodded. "Play 'em for us then."

Noel grabbed his guitar and set to performing his newest creations, "Wonderwall" and "Don't Look Back in Anger". He finally figured out a title for the one he debuted at Sheffield. Thanks for the inspiration, Mr. Bowie!

"Right," Liam said when he was finished, "I'm singin' the first one."

"Okay." Noel replied. Deep down, he was happy with his brother's decision. But he wasn't about to tell our Liam that.

"Wonderwall" was recorded quickly. No arsein' about with that one.

"Right," Liam said as the others set up to record the other new track, "I'm off to find the nearest boozer. Can't be arsed to sit 'round and listen to this."

'Don't let the fuckin' door hit ya on the way out, ya prick.' Noel thought as he tuned his guitar.

Liam was gone for a while. When he finally came back, he wasn't alone. He brought about thirty people with him and Noel brought out the cricket bat.

Where the fuck did he get a cricket bat?

Guess you'll need to find another morning glory.

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Author's Note:

Thanks to Wikipedia, NME, and YouTube for the reference material, including a lot of the dialog (perhaps I'm becoming a bit like Noely G. when it comes to nicking things). And thanks to you again for reading!