Over cigarettes and alcohol on a hot London terrace, the voice of the 1990s, Liam Gallagher, is talking through a job he had before Oasis were famous. Like many of his anecdotes, it involves the singer standing up, legs apart, arms waving: Leonardo da Vinci’s Vitruvian Man on a stag do.
“You know the old Granada TV studio?” he says, Mancunian accent intact, despite living in the capital for half his life. “This geezer held me feet, and I dangled down to change a lightbulb, stoned. What else? I built a fence.” He believed the band would happen, though? “I knew it,” he claims, sitting down again. “The world would go dark if I wasn’t in that band. Take what you want from that —
