Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds

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In the third and final part of David Mihalyi's fan interview with Noel, David finds out why Noel thinks coffee is ruining the world, what he's looking forward to on tour and why black shirts are "notorious for f*cking up interviews".

That Italian TV show was a fucking struggle. The miming I don't mind, it's the interview.

You have an actual person in front of you asking questions in Italian and a phantom in your ear translating them into English. It can be, and usually is, very awkward.

Here is but one example of what I mean...and bear in mind I'd been kissing the sky with Nancy until 5am the previous.

"Noel...you say that you don't take yourself seriously and that you live only for the moment. I also hear you say you refuse to overthink anything that you do in as much as you let the people decide what is and what is not...but what we would like to know is how do you come to such enlightenment at such an age?"

"..........Erm....Si?"

"I'm sorry but you have to give me an answer.."

".......Erm...I don't know?"

(Huge round of applause).

I started to do a little sweat.

After about 6 months we left the TV studio and were taken out to some swanky restaurant, which was indeed a night club, which was indeed the preferred hang out for yer Milanese footballer.

All the women (and there was a LOT of women) looked like Mick Jagger when Mick Jagger looked like an Italian woman (1965-1969!). Nice enough gaff...Nancy would have loved it.

Flew to Berlin the next day. Met some nice German fans on the plane. They'd been to the gig in Milan see? Very polite. Lovely kids. 

I'm sat on the plane waiting for lift off and who should amble on last but my old drug buddy Evan Dando!!!! What the fuck??? I hadn't seen him in years. Fucking love that guy. 

Had a bit of a kick about waiting for my band to rehearse with the latest brass section. I hadn't had a kick about for a long time...years. I think it's fair to say the old touch hasn't deserted me... You never lose it see?

The gig was wünderbar!! Excellent! In fact there was a minor fracas down the front at one point and the security team vaulted the barrier and got in amongst the crowd to fucking sort some shit out.

There was a bit of pushing and shoving and the security team reappeared with a girl in a headlock!!!! She was kicking and screaming like a fucking wild cat!!! I saw her later outside and asked her what she'd been thrown out for and she replied... "Just crying"... and all this took place during The Dying Of The Light!! Germans eh? You gotta love 'em!

Just had my first overnight on the bus to Copenhagen. 

Horrible...I hate the bus...it is a cunt.

Keep it livid.

ONWARDS.

GD.

PS: Today I have been mostly listening to That's The Way by The Kit Kats...get on it!

Just announced! Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds will be headlining Summer In The City at Castlefield Bowl in Manchester on Saturday 11th July! Tickets go on general sale Friday 20th March, 9am here.

Tales From The Middle Of Nowhere Vol 3: The Good, The Bad And The Bubbly:

So... Holy shit... Where did we get up to? Was it after The O2? I can't remember... What day is it anyway?
So, I'm remembering a day off after The O2...that's right, an actual fucking day off. All day...off!!
Was good seeing my boys and my girl. Bought myself a new hairdryer as my old one was starting to annoy me. The new one is already getting on my tits. Badly balanced see?

Paris in the spring is quite frankly...well just beautiful. Fucking LOVE that town. The sun was out. It was warm...all I'm missing is my girl.
The gig was great too. Bit of a come down from all the razzmatazz of the big shows in the UK. Great crowd...some people actually flew in from The Lebanon especially for it, which was nice.
Still got this bloody cold. It's starting to feel more like a chest infection now though. It's beginning to piss me off. Good job Nancy is coming to Milan with some antibiotics...gotta clear this shit up once and for all.

Now I'm not sure what happened after that to be honest. I know I'm currently in Milan. Its been fucking wonderful...it always is.
It's fair to say The Italians love me and long may that continue 'cause I love them right back...the beautiful bastards.
The gig was amazing, the kind of gig you'd never want to end. Easily my favourite so far. I would go into greater detail but I'll freely admit I'm suffering with a raging hangover.
Nancy did arrive with the medication but she was cracking foxy and we somehow managed to get roaring drunk instead. I guess the meds can wait until tomorrow eh?
I'm fucked...can't believe I now have to go and do some live Italian TV?!
Keep it livid yeah?

ONWARDS.

GD.

PS: Today I have been mostly listening to: I Get So Excited by Real McCoy... Get on it!!!