Manchester Venue 57 to 59 Sound Control – Part 1

If you turn right at the base of the Manchester Oxford train station steps and go past the Thirsty Scholar pub you would find the Sound Control music venue. It was in a brilliant location with easy access to the station and surrounded by a plethora of adjacent boozers.

My friend Ellie Goodman, now Ramsbottom’s finest was a huge aficionado of this venue, and she is evidently an outstanding judge of character as it remains one of my Top 5 favourite Manchester venues. The venue opened on 16/12/09 and despite many great bands crossing the threshold it sadly closed exactly eight years later on 16/12/17, the final night being a celebratory Oasis disco. It has since been demolished with the intention of building student flats.

One regret was missing the timeless Buffalo Tom when they played there one Friday night as it was announced a couple of days after I had booked a weekend away, despite that fact that I have seen them before it was a real shame as they rarely hit these shores nowadays!

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Sound Control venue. Image Credit northernnoise.co.uk

The venue consisted of three main areas, the initial being the Sound Control Bar which you accessed instantly on entering the venue. Its primary function was obviously to purchase beverages but also very occasionally the 150-capacity area doubled up as a music room. In 2013, within the remit of the excellent Dot to Dot festival, I saw a decent acoustic singer called Sam Bradley, who was from London but had spent part of his childhood soaking up the diverse musical influences of Nashville.  

At the same festival in 2013 I discovered for the first time that there was also the Sound Control Basement Club complete with stage and a decent capacity of 350.  The band I saw was Satellite Stories but that is only half the story though as reading about them now, they were cited at the time as the most universally popular indie group from Finland and received considerable press acclaim.

They were also remarkably recorded as the second most blogged artist in the World in August 2012. Much to my shame, or not as the case may be, I can barely remember anything about them apart from them having a clean accomplished poppy sound, it looks like the band disbanded in 2018. I have noted also that this was my 50th different venue in Manchester.

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Satellite Stories promo picture. Image Credit weallwantsomeone.org

Dot to Dot is unfortunately not taking place in Manchester this year, but hopefully they will be reintroduced to the roster next year alongside their Nottingham and Bristol counterparts.

From the bar there were a choice of staircases up to the Sound Control Music Room, where you could always garner a decent vantage point and a large dancefloor made it a stellar mosh pit venue.

My first attendance there on 06/02/10 was in the end an aborted gig due to a combination of circumstances. There was a highly touted double bill of upcoming bands The Drums and Surfer Blood. Both bands had performed at the Academy that evening and as Sound Control was the second gig of the night, all the stage times got pushed back.

We arrived at the upstairs venue, liking it instantly and punters were waiting patiently for the support act, but rather oddly in the format of a school disco by all being stood backed against the outer walls with nobody brave enough to venture forward to the stage!

Further conspiring against a successful gig-going evening was the fact that at this point in time on Saturday nights the last train turned into an interminable bus, so we were forced to catch the earlier 10.30 train. The band unfortunately did not appear before our departure time, so we did even not hear a note, a very odd night and to complete the sorry tale, I have never managed to see either band in a live setting since.

Gigs from Abroad Part 5 – Australia Part 2

When in Melbourne I embarked on some research regarding gigs in the city via a conversation with a friendly local record shop owner near our digs in St Kilda. He referenced the Corner Hotel as a potential venue, and this was a location that Mogwai had played twelve months earlier, oh to have undertaken the trip a year hence! There was a band playing that Friday, so plans were summarily hatched for us to make an appearance.  

However, those plans were scuppered for a very good reason. The England cricket team had been battered in the Ashes but had woken up from their slumber in the subsequent one-day triangular series resulting in playing the home nation at the Melbourne Cricket Ground (MCG) in a day/night match that Friday. We managed to purloin some tickets and were blessed with excellent weather and good seats protected us in the main from the sunshine. The ground got busier post-work resulting in approximately 50k in the ground by the end of the game.

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Melbourne Cricket Ground. Image Credit mysporttourist.com

There was a highly humorous advert showing on the screen displaying the disparity between a Pommy backyard (dark, monsoon conditions, 1930’s slum) and Brett Lee’s backyard (beautiful huge expanse of sun kissed Wimbledon quality grass) – they are such wags!

However, we had the last laugh as we won a very tense close match in the last over, though probably the overriding highlight was Glenn McGrath in his last ever Melbourne appearance dropping an absolute dolly of a catch right in front of me. I very nearly spilt my ice cold Tooheys Extra Dry in celebration! In the interval between innings there was a short set from local grunge legends Something About Kate.      

Much to my chagrin, there was a music festival scheduled in St Kilda on the day we left, however Melbourne is a city of four seasons and the event was marred by extremely strong winds and ended up being abandoned early. As we had rescheduled the Corner venture, I obviously had to identify an alternate gig outing and lined up a local gig on Thursday 08/02/07. 

Prior to the gig, we went on a random excursion of penguin viewing which was arguably a bit of a sham and was bloody freezing on the boat, resulting in Gill contracted a mean head cold as a result. We christened the wide boy skipper as ‘Captain Shane’ due to his likeness to the recently departed Shane Warne and his propensity to say ‘No Worries’ at regular intervals.

We wandered past the picturesque historic Palais Theatre located right on the sea front, which with a capacity of nearly 3000 is the largest seated theatre in Australia. There was a huge younger crowd queuing up for a band playing that night.

Our destination, just across the way was the Esplanade Hotel, known locally as ‘The Espy’. Built way back in 1878, it sits proudly on the Upper Esplanade overlooking Port Philip and has a commendable musical heritage. Beyond the live gigs it was also apparently the filming location of a live music trivia program Rockwiz.      

It is a four-storey building with many of the rooms being used for different purposes over the years and the future of the hotel was in doubt a couple of times in the 21st century prior to an extensive refurbishment. It subsequently reopened in November 2018 with three live music rooms and bar and restaurant areas contained within the hotel.

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Melbourne Esplanade Hotel. Image Credit photos.melbourne

On our visit we were housed in the large front bar called the Nimrod Room. There was a stage in the right-hand corner of the room, behind which was a decent sized pool room where I was amused to witness our very own Captain Shane persevering with his patter and endeavouring to chat up the local St Kilda ladies.

The support band was a decent local act called Jim’s Eyes who said towards their end of their set they were selling merchandise. However, I was therefore somewhat perplexed when I approached them immediately afterwards to be informed, they had sold all their tapes! The support outshone the main band who were a combo called Outrage. I thought it was a terrifically atmospheric venue and I glad that 15 years on it still appears to be thriving! 

By completing this very article, I have traversed past 80k words in total, which is the word limit for a PHD. Thus, an open question from me is by passing this landmark can I now validly rechristen myself as ‘Doctor Jimmy’?