I did not expect to achieve self-actualization at Oasis’ hometown show in Manchester on a sunny mid-July afternoon, tears streaming freely during “Acquiesce.” I was singing that song, one of the few to feature both Liam and Noel Gallagher on vocals, singing at the top of my lungs alongside tens of thousands of lads in a Pacific Ocean of bucket hats and sky-blue ephemera, but there we were, and now here we are. Within minutes, I’d gone from rolling my eyes at the idea of moshing to “Morning Glory” to screeching each verse in total euphoria, as these are lyrics you can never forget because they are burned deep and hard into our skulls from the first listen. ⁠ ⁠ Because after so many years grappling with my love for Oasis — and where liking British guitar music put me on the ever-shifting axis of “coolness” — one thing became clear as I sang those songs I’d never thought I’d hear live. You will never, ever be too cool to love music in its entirety, because it is one of the few things in l...