Gigs with the kids – Skegness 96

Something different for you as for one week only, I have a guest blog from my old schoolfriend and fellow Preston muso Rick Clegg: –

Now they are aged between 19 and 29, I’m chuffed that I’ve managed to hand down the ‘serious importance’ of appreciating music to my four daughters, and love the fact that each one of them have differing levels of tastes etc.

My second eldest (and blog member) Charlotte is the most regular of gig goers in attending alongside her ‘pater’, although Annabelle (youngest and goddaughter to a certain Jimmy C) is currently the most regular and obsessive gig going daughter, following her fave ‘boy bands’ over the country (with her co obsessive mates, all cramming into reduced premier inn rooms). She’s obviously got her mother’s ‘Brother Beyond’ genes at the mo but I’m working on it!

We almost did a dad plus all four kids gig about 3 years ago, the Vaccines at King George’s Hall Blackburn, but daughter no three Victoria couldn’t make it in the end.

So, the first gig with my kids was during our first ever family holiday in 1996, when Er Indoors (Debi), me and (at the time) the two ‘mini’ Cleggys ventured down to ‘Skeggy’ along with in laws – the Amridings, being (Debi’s sister) Susan, husband Mark + sprogs Lyndsey and Dan.

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Butlins Skegness promo. Image Credit caravansforhireskegness.co.uk

Now the day we drove down was notable for two major national news stories – the horrible terrorist bombing of the Arndale centre in Manchester, and the eagerly awaited England v Scotland Euro 96 group game at Wembley. As we drove down, I was rather anxious about the amount of brownie points I would need to obtain a ‘pass’ to watch the game 🤔. 

So, we arrived at 2.45 and the game was to start at 3… when my wonderful ‘non footy loving ‘brother-in-law Mark uttered the magic words ‘you may as well watch the match, I’ll sort your suitcases at check in’. 

BACK OF THE NET!!!!

We’ll we all know what went on during the match, so I’ll finally move onto the gig!!

So, we’ve been on the funfair, the outside pool (weather was surprisingly warm during the first few days) then we ventured onto the main entertainment hall, where I’d watched the ‘Gazza’ match on our first day up on the big screen. My eldest Natalie was 3, so she joined in the ‘pre – gig’ disco and generic red coat party ‘frolics’ whilst I ‘propped up’ our Charlotte as she was ‘just about’ learning to walk prior to her imminent 1st birthday. 

Then the main event began …..  (Drum roll) …..

…. 🥁 🥁🥁🥁🥁

Bucks Fizz*!!!!

*-with only the one original member (I didn’t complain but did think about it 😬)

Now Jimmy will know only too well how desperately sad I am about recognising/remembering stuff that I really shouldn’t, but here goes. 

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Bucks Fizz. Image Credit the Mirror.

After a few songs, I commented to my wife and her sister that the ‘bloke who wasn’t in the Eurovision Buck’s Fizz’ was that guy from?????? ….’you should know as you’ve got their LP.’ They both advised me that I was wrong….   until ….. he then told the audience that he used to be in a duo called ‘Dollar’ before churning out a few of their classic tunes.

At that point I think I got paid back those brownie points I’d spent for the England Scotland game! (which I then spent on watching us thrash Holland!).

Liverpool Venues 2 and 3

Liverpool has always been a challenge to access via the train network, so it has not been a regular haunt for gig attending. I must grudgingly concede that the many of the Northern trains are now being improved but the Liverpool routes appear to be at the bottom of the upgrading schedule.

I regularly commute to Liverpool with work thereby having to tolerate the inferior rolling stock. Recently I arrived at Lime Street for a return journey and was astonished to see a new Northern train waiting on the platform, with advanced accessories such as tables, though my joy was short-lived as I realised there were two trains on the platform and sighed when I saw my actual commute of Ivor the Engine was awaiting behind!

I have witnessed Jesus and Mary Chain nine times in total across the years ranging from that infamous show in Preston Clouds in 1985 through to a gig at Manchester Albert Hall a couple of months ago. Many of those shows have been chaotic but their gig at the Lomax takes the biscuit!

Gill, John Dewhurst, and I headed over on a Friday night in 1998, with Gill generously offering to be the designated driver. We scouted around a couple of boozers then headed over to the venue on Cumberland St, off Dale St in the city centre.

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An ultimately unsuccessful gathering to save the Lomax. Image Credit Liverpool Echo.

The club was a three floored iconic site for up-and-coming acts with a 300 capacity. Bands such as Radiohead and Muse had graced the stage there.  It was also known as Foxys and it looks like the venue was permanently closed in 2015 following a police investigation where the owner was jailed for six years for openly selling cocaine on the premises.

It was an intimate venue, but the band were literally falling apart on stage exemplified by continuous acerbic exchanges between Jamie and William Reid and many false starts, Gill was ready to jump on stage and bang their heads together! It was a raggedy set with a far proportion off their latest album ‘Munki’.

The only song that really stood out for me on the night was a rousing version of ‘Reverence’ with its haunting screaming refrain ‘I Wanna Die Just Like Jesus Christ’. Based on that performance it was absolutely no surprise it transpired to be their final tour, prior to their reformation around ten years later.

On five occasions, I have attended gigs on my birthday, Neil Young on my 19th birthday, Against Me on my 32nd, an Alicante gig on my 50th and a King St event on my 51st. They have also generously allocated me an extra bank holiday this year the day after my birthday to attend a Lovely Eggs gig. Rumours that it is due to a Queen Jubilee event are patently untrue!

The fifth occurrence was on 02/06/11, my 43rd birthday. Gill and I had booked a night in Liverpool and after visiting a restaurant in Liverpool One, we dived into a random pub called The Ship & Mitre on the way back to the hotel.

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The Ship & Mitre. Image Credit Liverpool Echo.

It was approaching last orders and we sat quietly in an alcove in the corner and were soon the last punters in the establishment. Then somewhat bizarrely and unprompted one of the bar staff grabbed an acoustic guitar and the other chap called Simon Cities provided the vocals. We watched three to four songs of their sea shanties to not appear impolite before taking our leave, requiring them to unlock the door for us, it was literally a bonus closed door gig!

A postscript is that the documenting of the JAMC gig completes all the gigs I attended in the 20th century, however do not be too perturbed as there are veritable shedloads of 21st century gigs yet to review!