Who would have thought it? Years of potato shaming and outrageously funny tweets by the parka laden loud mouth from Manchester has in fact been promotion for his debut album as a solo artist. Post Oasis, it seems that Liam Gallagher’s role as a cultural icon has only cemented further with every passing year. With Beady Eye ironically overlooked, 2017 is the first time that The Dark Prince of the North has delved into solo material.
The opening track “Wall of Glass” meets you nostril to ear, with a surprisingly well-sounding Liam Gallagher. The production on this track is questionable, almost parodying the British sound which Gallagher, amongst others, worked so hard to create. The use of three separate producers on this album is one of the biggest downfalls, separating the album’s contents into multiple corners. Opposing what the title suggests, “Bold” gives us the softer side of Liam Gallagher, and could easily be mistaken for a Beady Eye era track. Before reaching “Paper Crown”, there is already a confirmed formula of cheap, tinny rhymes, which serve as a sour reminder of how these rhymes were better when Noel was writing them for him.
“For What It’s Worth” would be more appropriately titled “Dear Noel”, with the song being another chapter in the soap opera chapter between the squabbling siblings. Its honesty does pull heart strings of any Oasis fan, and does stand out from the rest of the album. With being the lyrical height of the album, “She’s so purple haze, you know what I mean” grinds like nails on a chalk board. The backing vocals to this track are reminiscent of The Beatles’ “Because”, and add layering to create an anthemic chorus. Along with the Jimi Hendrix reference, the album is littered with references to other British musical icons including Joy Division and The Courteeners.
The best track on the album should be “Chinatown”, but the chorus’ vocals sound muddy, thus making the song an album filler. To look at, “Come Back To Me” is the song written to Noel, but instead give us the Great Dane Gallagher bark which we all know. But what’s that deep within the mix? For one minute, it sounded like a “What a Life” sample.
The album itself is below average. What is genius about Liam Gallagher is his ability to maintain his image as an icon within lad and dad culture, a demographic who are either too scared or stupid to think for themselves other than to say anything other than “Yeah, its fucking sick mate”, before sinking behind the next Fosters or mum joke. With Noel announcing a new album soon, for once the rivalry has some meat. The house of Gallagher is still torn. But with two of the headliners booked for Glastonbury’s 50th birthday bash, surely now is the prime time to keep us away from the truth…