“how many special people change/ how many lives are living strange / where were you while we were getting high?”
The night that DD killed himself, I was out my girlfriend, and we went to movies with friends (“Copycat” terrible film), but as was the rule at the time we smoked some weed in the alley behind the theater before going in. So the question where were you while we were getting high? Seems pretty profound, when I think about where DD was, what he was doing, and where his head was. “Where were you while we were getting high?” is the last line of the song and repeated three times.
It’s going to be 15 years since DD’s death. Oasis has long since been done being relevant or even a band, and I have long since quit getting high behind movie theaters or anywhere else for that matter. But that tune always makes me think of DD, that night, and what shame it was.