Noel: I broke his foot. He ended up going back to Manchester on crutches. Me mam freaked out, because we were supposed to be recording an album, and she’s like, “What kind of fucking music are you making?” — Wonderwall, a sloppy love song.
— 07/05/2006 1 Leicester Square, MTV UK
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Liam: Noel might have used a cricket bat to hit me or just to wave it at my head I don't remember much. […] He’s always a bit like that, “What you doing bringing people back when we're working?!'” And I get it but …My argument would be, “What are you doing fucking taking 900 fucking takes to fucking do one guitar when you should be in the fucking pub with me! Entertaining me!
— 18/07/2020 BBC 2 Rockfield: The Studio on the Farm
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Liam: We were recording ‘Morning Glory’ in about a week. We and our kid had a bit of a scuffle, and I came out with a broken arm, broken leg and a shotgun on me shoulder, and me Mam goes, “What fucking kind of music are you making down there?”
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That night Liam lost control and lashed out at everyone and everything around him. […] After he was finished, Noel went back to his room, but Liam wasn't finished. He then tried to kick down Noel's door, badly hurting his foot in the process.
Meg: We went home and he was pacing the flat and I let him pace around for a bit and then he told me what he'd done to his brother and it was like a massive kick in the teeth to him that had affected him really badly. It really fucked him up. He was so gutted at what he'd done to Liam. The next day he got word that Liam was all right,but he was still thinking, I've kicked the shit out of my own flesh and blood.”
Liam now says, “I was a cunt, he was a cunt, and it had to be dealt with. That's all.” One by one the rest of the band returned to the studio,and a chastened Liam apologised to them all. But there was still no sign of Noel. Then on the Sunday,casual as you like, as they were eating their roast dinner, Noel walked in.
“The same thing as in Austin,Texas,” Owen recalls. “Liam's like, ‘Hi,brother, I fucked up, I'm sorry.’ Noel's like, ‘You dick-head.’ Then he gave him a Beatles belt that he had bought him.”
— Getting high: the adventures of Oasis by Paolo Hewitt
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