Confession: I Somehow Missed Oasis in the 90s

I have a confession to make that seems to baffle everyone I meet: I was a teenage guy in the mid-90s and somehow completely missed that Oasis was a big deal.

I remember hearing “Champagne Supernova” once or twice. Nice song, I guess? But that was it. I had no idea there were brothers who hated each other, no clue about their feud with Blur, never knew “Wonderwall” was supposed to be some generational anthem.

While apparently everyone else was debating Definitely Maybe versus (What’s the Story) Morning Glory?, I was just… elsewhere. Not even actively avoiding them – they simply didn’t register on my radar.

My friends never talked about them. The radio stations I tuned into must have played different stuff. No older siblings pushed their CDs on me. I vaguely knew they were a band that existed, but had absolutely no concept they were cultural juggernauts.

It wasn’t until years later someone looked at me in genuine shock when I shrugged at an Oasis reference. “How is that even possible?” they asked. I’m still not entirely sure myself.

Sometimes I feel like I accidentally lived through a parallel 90s where one of the biggest bands of the era was just background noise. I guess that’s my bizarre time capsule – the Britpop explosion that somehow never reached me.