By: Brett Hickman |
Tuesday September 06, 2005 |
Genrerock PublisherEpic Records External Links |
I love the Gallagher brothers. Even when they make crap music they're at
least entertaining interviewees. Their antagonistic and boastful
behavior, fueled by equal parts drugs, drink, and fisticuffs made for
fantastic reading during the dry creative spells between Be Here
Now and their current, Don't Believe the Truth
To say Standing on the Shoulders of Giants and Heathen
Chemistry were crap would be an insult to crap. There wasn't a
smidgeon of what made this band great on their first three releases
(Definitely Maybe, (What's The Story) Morning Glory?, and
Be Here Now). It was as if a smug contentment had settled in. Like
the Gallaghers (especially Noel, as he wrote the bulk of the band's songs)
were too busy sniffing, swallowing, and shagging everything in sight to
bother keeping up even the simplest of appearances.
It's no wonder that their status in America, already on shaky ground from
the lackluster response to Be Here Now's more psychedelic vibe,
quickly plummeted. Yeah, both Giants and Heathen debuted in
the top 25, but then just as fast as they entered, they were gone. What's
more, the albums had few defenders, and next to none were staunchly
supportive.
At least they had their live show devotees. They're lucky we didn't give
them the Robbie Williams treatment and bar them from stepping on US soil
(we've shown you, Robbie! The rest of the world may love you, but we're
still skeptical!).
However, it would seem that maybe the critical and public drumming the
band took after the Heathen debacle has taken its toll. Because
while Don't Believe The Truth isn't a return to the band's top
form, it is at least a sprint towards it. It's just the desire for those
pesky cigarettes and the thirst for a good pint of lager that must be
preventing them from coming back full force.
Actually, the band is much calmer, more focused here. There is little to
no swaggering (a good or a bad thing? I don't know yet) to be found,
instead it is replaced by the strong desire to go the musical distance.
And Noel isn't the only one writing the songs anymore, either. Liam's
been able to sneak one or two onto albums for awhile now (he has two solo
credits and one co-credit here), but Noel's iron fist rule has unclenched
to the point where band members Andy Bell (formerly of Ride) and Gem
Archer are given an opportunity to contribute as well. With the addition
of Zak Starkey on drums, this version of Oasis could be the truest yet
(Oasis would appear to have a bet going with American bands The Warlocks
and Brian Jonestown Massacre for how many members come and go within their
ranks).
Things start off nicely with Bell's "Turn Up the Sun," a shimmering piece
of dreamy pop goodness, replete with sleigh bells. Noel's vocal turn on
"Mucky Fingers" is fantastic, the song among the band's best. The
lackadaisical spirit of Noel's "The Importance of Being Idle" is also a
blast. "I begged my doctor for one more line/He say 'Son ? words fail
me.'"
The one-two punch of Liam's "The Meaning of Soul," a sped-up rollercoaster
of a rocker, and "Guess God Thinks I'm Abel," a sly nod to the sparring
nature of the two Gallagher brothers, shows that the younger Gallagher is
fast on the heels of his older brother.
But nothing on the album quite reaches the level of the album's final
track, "Let There Be Love." A gentle ballad featuring lilting piano and a
marvelous vocal interplay between Liam and Noel, the song is heartbreaking
in its beauty. Oasis hasn't made a song this emotionally stunning since
Morning Glory's "Don't Look Back In Anger," probably my favorite
Oasis track. It'd be nice if Epic Records released this as a single. More
people might be willing to give this album a chance based solely on this
one song.
Don't Believe The Truth may not be Morning Glory or
Definitely Maybe Part 2, but it does signal a new path for Oasis,
one that shows signs of great promise. This is the new Oasis. Say hello.