I would describe myself as… a happy, content person. A musician, too.
Music changed me… It didn’t so much change me as made me turn right, instead of turning left, in life. Rather than climbing up scaffolding and being a plasterer, and being happy with my lot, there was always something in the fact I could play guitar. It made me ask myself, Do I really just want to have kids and have
a heavy mortgage? I never thought I’d have a massive career from it, never thought I’d get to play Knebworth. But I knew I could do something.
When I’m not making music… I’m doing boring, run of the mill, normal things like doing the gardening and going to Sainsburys, and going to B&Q to buy paint and Polyfilla.
My biggest vice… I’ve only got one. Smoking. I started when I was about four, but I went to see The Stone Roses at Heaton Park on the Saturday and the Sunday morning I woke up and just didn’t want a cigarette, and threw my pack in the bin. I didn’t feel the urge for three weeks, I thought I’d nailed it, and then I just went to the shop one day and started again. I’m on less than 20, though, and I will get there.
The last time I was embarrassed was… when I e-mailed the self-portrait to you.
“I never thought I’d have a massive career, never thought I’d get to play Knebworth. But I knew I could do something.”
My formal qualifications are… a GCE in English, I think I got a B, a GCE in geography, a grade U in maths. I told my mam it stood for unbeatable and she believed me. Straight up, it’s true. My parents were typical Irish Catholic parents, they weren’t bothered in that sense, it was just go to school, then get a job and pay your rent. But she was dead proud with that U. She told all the other Irish mums, and they were cheering me on, too.
The last time I cried… was just over a year ago when my dad died. I used to be a professional crier, the slightest thing. I could cry on cue, but I’m too old for that now.
Vinyl, CD or MP3… MP3 for ease, but I do love vinyl. CDs I’m not interested in, they always get scratched or lost or turn up in the boot of the car in bits after I’ve dropped bags of cement on them.
My most treasured possession… after my family, is my guitar. It’s an Epiphone Riviera from the ’80s and I played it on every Oasis record and played it at every Oasis gig. I used to try different ones in the studio but always returned to it because it sounds like me. If that went, I really would cry.
The best book I’ve read… I get asked that a lot, I’ve got a house full of books and I’m looking at them now, but I honestly can’t pick a favourite. I read
a bit of everything, music biographies, histories, but then give me a boring murder mystery when I’m sat on a train and I’m away. I’m reading Stephen Fry’s Moab Is My Washpot at the moment.
Is the glass half empty or half full… I’m happy with my lot, so it’s about three-quarters full.
My biggest regret is… You’re waiting for me to say, “Leaving Oasis”, but it’s not. It was the right thing for me to do. If a decision needs to be made, I make it, I don’t dwell on things.
When we die… we die. I’d like to believe there’s another life where we meet up with old friends and family members, swanning through the clouds, but that’s a romantic notion.
And how would you like to be remembered… fondly, as a nice chap who played guitar. The sort of person people will say about, “He did all right, didn’t he?”