CreationWhen the band's third studio album, Be Here Now, arrived in 1997, the world was treated to a softer, more polished Oasis. And just who the hell asked for that? You can rail against the new, electronic direction they went into on future albums, but at least those albums still had balls. Instead, Be Here Now is a largely sappy affair, aiming squarely for maudlin ballads interspersed with self-indulgent guitar wankery. At the time of its release, the press went absolutely gaga over the album, with some praising it as the greatest thing since Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. Which...c'mon. Really? Be Here Now carries more weight around its belly than most truck drivers. It seems the band confused runtime with quality and chose to simply let the tape run in the studio and hope that, if they kept playing long enough, they'd hit on something great. And occasionally they did. But the time it takes to actually get to the great parts is a maddening experience. "My Big Mouth" is one of the shortest songs on the album, clocking in at just over 5 minutes, and it spends that entire time rocking the f**k out. It's a welcome reprieve from the rest of the interminable jam sessions. Noel himself has consistently called Be Here Now "bland," and going so far as to label a few of the tracks as "f*****g s**t." Even Liam, in a rare bit of synchronicity with his brother, admitted the album was too long.