Not a terribly exciting post but thanks to the rumour mill going crazy about a forthcoming Stone Roses reunion since Friday, I have to get my two cents in.

I first blogged about this at Christmas 2008 and was calling for it to happen. Since then, John Squire came out to vigorously deny any chance of a reunion taking place, like ever bitches, and Mani told the NME in April this year to “Please f**k off and leave it alone. It isn’t true and isn’t happening.” So what’s happened to change things? Clearly the taxman probably came knocking on their respective doors so they couldn’t sleep at night, but after a storm of such vicious vitriol and the fact that they never really made a huge amount of cash in the first place, financial reasons were never going to be enough of an incentive for any of them to actually reform the band.

From what I can make out, it seems that after Mani’s mum’s passing – God rest her soul – Squire and Brown actually started talking again, for the first time in a decade from the sounds of it. And maybe they realised, as many people that have spent years growing up and falling out with each other in the music industry have (Jackson Five, Take That, Pink Floyd etc), that it just didn’t make sense for them to continue hating each other anymore. Squire and Brown really were like brothers growing up and deep down, there must still be that shared bond over music that they’ve always had.

I also think that, in the face of death, most people tend to realise that arguments, no matter how valid they may appear to be on the surface, are petty and largely pointless. I reckon that the two warring factions probably had their Steve Jobs moment at Mani’s mum’s funeral, where they finally realised what was truly important and that there was no reason not to follow their hearts. It’s also valid to say that there’s a fine line between love and hate, and perhaps the love which is now being spread was always really there. And it’s probably yet another great irony for a band who sang I Am The Resurrection to be reborn from the ashes of an ended life.

I’d queue up to see them again, in a shot. I’ve seen thousands of acts at live shows but nobody has ever come close to the feeling of utter euphoria that The Roses inspired in me at the now prematurely titled Second Coming in 1995. That show gave me a new lease of life and spurred me on to do reckless, crazy and radical things for at least five years afterwards. It may have been the naivety of my youth, but the more I think about it and the more I think about the reckless and radical things I’m doing now with Rockhaq, the more I realise that The Stone Roses reunion was probably always meant to happen now. I’ve even got a special little tribute to the Roses hidden away on Rockhaq.com, so a real-life reunion would be awesome timing to get a new wave of teenagers finding out more about the band

To the haterz – this is not just another reunion, this is huge! The Stone Roses are one of the greatest British bands of all time and musically, are on an equal footing with Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd.  The biggest tragedy of their career is that they didn’t get to realise that greatness in a financial way. I’ve already had a tinker on Twitter telling me that it’ll be a disaster, but to be honest, what else do you expect from The Stone Roses? Theirs has hardly been a clearly planned and well executed path. It’s a road that’s been riddled with pot holes, wrong turns and no entry signs. But the reason why anyone would be excited at the prospect of a Stone Roses reunion, and probably the reason why it would ever be happening in the first place, is that one pure, simple reason that defines everything – for the music, man.

Watch out kids, this could will get messy…