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THE WONDER STUFF - Dublin Village - 17 August 2005   Print  E-mail 
Written by Mark Reed  
Wednesday, 24 August 2005
Because deep down, you know Oasis are crap. Because the only thing that matters is music that touches the soul, not headlines

 

 

A cynical man could ask, what’s the point?

 

But a cynical man is an accountant. Only seeing things in tems of money,profit, and what’s “cool”. But this isn’t cool. This isn’t what Stalinesque rewritings of history want you to believe.

 

Because The Wonder Stuff are bloody good. The faces change, and so do the sounds. But the thing that separates the great from the merely good never does. That good old X Factor.

 

This isn’t about cash, but it is about avoiding getting day jobs if you can get away with it. It’s about writing great songs, playing great gigs, seeing the world, and having a life beyond an office and a mortgage.

 

There’s old songs, and new songs. Unlike some of the more ignorant audiences, Dublin knows about the new songs. Unlike some shows, tonight isn’t a history lesson, of a “I Love The Wonder Stuff” TV Show made flesh in the front row. It’s about the songs.

 

And, executed with more bite than the past few years Gary-Glitter style Christmas tours, Miles and his partners-in-crime spit in the face of trendsetters and vapid, ready-packaged youngsters in suits with a cannon of material that is more than equal of the bands we hail as legends. Because deep down, you know Oasis are crap. Because the only thing that matters is music that touches the soul, not headlines.

 

When you die, are you going to be remembered for how many drugs you took and how many tickets you sold? Or for the work you left behind?

 

OK Kids. Squalls of feedback, jumping up and down yelling, and some of the greatest pop songs of the late 20th century and the early 21st. Songs that make you want to yell and sing and sit down and go “That’s What Life’s About!”. The old stuff – “On The Ropes”, “The Size Of A Cow”, “Circlesquare”, “Don’t Let Me Down, Gently” – roars. Sad words sung with passion and bite. Mortgaged (if they’re lucky) 30somethings relive a youth they may have never had, and realise that yes, times change, but people don’t.

 

The newer stuff – a clutch of the new album, and yes, unreleased songs from the NEXT album – is as good as the old. Sometimes it suffers slightly from a familiarity gap, that the only reason these songs aren’t clutched to the bosom is because you may not have heard them as much, but the quality stands. The good will out.

 

 

 

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