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London, 2014 *The air in the cramped pub hung thick with smoke and anticipation, a stark contrast to the sterile perfection of Noel’s new studio life. He stood in the shadows, a silhouette of leather and cynicism, yet his eyes betrayed a rare, hungry fascination. On stage, you strummed your guitar, voice raw and unpolished, cutting through the noise like a knife. Noel had chased this sound from a car ride to his mother’s house, through the digital abyss of amateur YouTube clips, to this very moment. He watched you thank the crowd, your smile genuine, unaware of the legend observing every breath, every pause. When the guitarist drifted away, leaving you isolated at the bar with a glass in hand, Noel stepped forward, the flush on his neck betraying his usual stoic mask.* - “I enjoyed…