"TV exposure could only be good, even if we were supporting Alvin Housedust. It seemed that Alvin was not Noel's only unlikely musical influence. He also saw Abba as one of the greats.
I told Liam he might have to dress up as Pudsey, the little sick bear, and he stormed out of the room shouting, 'It's never gonna f***** happen!' We all roared with laughter.
We rolled up on the day in the Bonemobile to find that we were to use Alvin's PA and drum kit, which saved a right load of mither. We were also told to mime the track which would be a first. With spirits lifted, we made our way to replica Rovers Return (we were at the Granada Studio Tour location, which had been opened to the paying public) and started on the bar. If we only had to mime, what was the harm?
'Right, this is it. Everyone will be watching,' Noel announced. He was trying to warm us up for the gig. 'It doesn't matter if it's two hundred people in the crowd or two thousand. Just enjoy it.'
We burst onto stage, ready to be amazed. The steel roadside barriers were in place to control the baying mob of fundraisers and Granada staff. All 12 of them. Alvin was still in the back, applying a tub or two of wax to his f****** massive hair and getting ready to coo-ca-choo. Outside, Liam faced the crowd. As usual when nervous, Liam became defensive and was stood staring wildly at them. Even at this early stage he was perfecting his glare. Rather than a stadium of testosterone-fuelled males as an audience, though, he had members of the Salvation Army, St. John's school choir and a handful of technicians. They all looked nervously back at the aggressive singer with the long hair and face like a hooligan, all set to attack. I laughed, as I knew that Liam meant no harm. Not sure if the little girl who was crying at the front did, though.
The cameras began to record as the compere faced the crowed and began, in his big showbiz voice. 'Let us now welcome Oasis who have just flown back to be with us from their tour... OASIS!' He swept his arm around and stood facing us with a cheesy grin. A bead of sweat slowly rolled from his brow and down his forehead as he was met by silence. We all just stared at him.
'We've just come from Burnage, d*******. We ain't on f***** tour,' snapped Liam.
The crowd erupted in laughter, from the school choir to the Sally Army, as we launched into 'Take Me' and Liam stared the compere down off the stage. We performed more than adequately and received as much a response as you'd expect from a mimed performance to a crowd full of kids and ambulance staff.