BEDROOM RIVALRY
When Liam & Noel were children they had to share a room together. Since they fight so much now, I can't even imagine how much they fought as children. According to their father, the brothers used to write all over their bedroom wall [their "Wonderwall"], and they'd fight over who had the most writing space. Here is the trancript of an arguement that occured between the Gallagher brothers in their Manchester bedroom in November of 1984 when Noel was 17, and Liam was 12.
LIAM: HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT THE FACT THAT, ALREADY, YOU'VE TAKEN UP MORE THAN HALF THE WRITING SPACE ON THE WALL?
NOEL:I'M INTO IT, ME. BUT AT THE END OF THE DAY, I GET A CLIP OFF MAM. AND I DO. SHE CLIPS ME ROUND THE HEAD AND GOES, "WHY MUST YOU WRITE ALL OVER THE WALL, YOU LITTLE TINKER?"
LIAM: THAT'S BECAUSE YOU WRITE ON THERE ALL THE TIME. YOU DON'T LEAVE ME ANY SPACE TO WRITE MY STUFF,YOU IDIOT.
YOU COME IN HERE AND WRITE ALL YOUR STUPID SHITE ALL OVER THE WALL. I'M LEFT WITH OUT ANY SPACE TO WRITE MY STUFF, AND YOU BETTER LET ME HAVE SOME SPACE.
NOEL: I WON'T AT ALL. YOU CAN STICK YOUR PEN UP YOUR ARSE FOR ALL I CARE, CAUSE YOU'RE NOT WRITING YOUR CRAP ON THIS WALL.
LIAM: I'M NOT UP FOR DOING THAT. I'M JUST UP FOR WRITING WHAT I WANT TO ON MY WALL. CAUSE I LIKE WRITING. I LOVE IT. I'M INTO IT.
NOEL: YOU CAN'T WRITE, YOU PRICK!
LIAM: WHO CAN'T WRITE? WELL F*CKIN' WHAT THE F*CK IS THAT? (POINTS TO HIS SIGNATURE ON THE CORNER OF THE WALL).
NOEL:EEYARE! WOOAH!
LIAM: SHUT UP! SHUT UP! I'M NOT SAYING I'M PROUD CAUSE I CAN SIGN MY NAME....BUT YOU DON'T LEAVE ME ENOUGH WRITING SPACE TO WRITE ANYTHING ELSE.
NOEL:CAUSE ANYTHING YOU'D WRITE WOULD BE BULLSH*T. BULLSH*T. BULLSH*T. BULLSH*T!
LIAM: SHUT THE HELL UP. WHAT YOU WRITE ON THIS WALL IS BULLSH*T TO ME.
NOEL: WHAT THE F*CK IS THAT, THEN? (POINTS TO A POEM HE WROTE ON THE WALL)
LIAM: WHO'S TALKING ABOUT YOUR GAY POEM?
NOEL: IT'S THE BEST F*CKIN' POEM EVER WRITTEN. OR ONE OF 'EM.
LIAM: IT IS NOT. IT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE, YOU POOPY HEAD. [Let's not forget that Liam is only twelve. His vocabulary has not yet reached the level of prick & arsehole....]
NOEL: IT MAKES SENSE! IT MAKES SENSE!
LIAM: IT DOESN'T AT ALL. YOU THINK IT'S COOL TO WRITE POEMS ON THE WALL, & IT'S NOT. WE'RE NOT A BUNCH OF POETS. ARE WE? THIS WALL IS MINE TOO. IT'S NOT JUST THERE FOR YOU TO WRITE YOUR DUMB POEMS ON.
NOEL: IF I GAVE YOU WRITING SPACE, WHAT WOULD YOU WRITE ABOUT?
LIAM: I'D WRITE ABOUT......I'D WRITE ABOUT......I'D WRITE ABOUT....I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'D WRITE ABOUT.
NOEL: RIGHT. YOU CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING GOOD TO WRITE ABOUT. I WRITE STUFF ABOUT ROCK N' ROLL & SPORTS.
LIAM: NO YOU DON'T. YOU JUST WRITE ABOUT YOURSELF. I WOULDN'T CARE IF YOU WROTE ABOUT SPORTS OR TUNES. BUT ONLY 30 PER CENT OF WHAT YOU WRITE ABOUT IS TUNES. THE OTHER 70 PER CENT IS ABOUT YOURSELF. I'LL TAKE THE 30 PER CENT. THE 70 PER CENT, YOU CAN GO & BLOW IT.
NOEL: SIT DOWN, MAN. SIT DOWN. YOU'RE GETTING INTO A STATE. YOU'VE HAD TOO MANY G&Ts (....so, Liam's drinking began at a young age...)
LIAM: THE THING IS, THIS ISN'T JUST YOUR WALL.
NOEL: IS IT YOURS?
LIAM: YEAH. IT IS.
NOEL: IT MIGHT BE IN YOUR LITTLE WORLD, BUT AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED, IT'S MY WALL, & ANYTHING YOU WRITE ON HERE IS BULLSH*T, MAN.
LIAM: LET'S TALK ABOUT SHARING THE WALL. LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT ALL THE DUMB CRAP YOU PUT ON IT. LET'S TALK ABOUT GIVING ME SPACE TO WRITE ON THE WALL. LET'S TALK ABOUT SHARING THE WALL!
NOEL: YOU'RE GETTING HUNG UP ABOUT A SITUATION CONCERNING A WALL!
LIAM: WELL, HOW LONG DO YOU PLAN TO HOG THE WALL TO YOURSELF?
NOEL: EVERYDAY...........HOURLY...........FOREVER. NOW SHUT UP SO I CAN GET TO SLEEP.
LIAM: DO YOU HAVE ANY RECURRING DREAMS?
NOEL: YEAH. JUST THE ONE.
LIAM: (MENACINGLY) I TAKE OVER THE WALL.
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