Leeds Festival 2001

Leeds is the largest city in the county of West Yorkshire with a population of just shy of 1 million. It is an educational hub containing five different universities.

Leeds has endeavoured to retain the original available architecture and even the shopping areas have a pleasing aesthetic to them, they have thus far avoided adopting the Manchester vision of building skyscrapers in the city centre. They have also utilised the existing wharf areas by placing hotels and bars in those districts.

On a good day, you could drive there in an hour from Preston as it is well served by motorways, but because of their reliance on car culture the city council are wrestling with how best to implement greener initiatives going forward. I have traversed through their large extremely busy train station many times, quite often commuting through to Shipley for work purposes.        

One of Gill and I first visits there involved a visit to a terrific Indian restaurant called the Darbar, though it is unclear whether the restaurant is still operational.

My old schoolmate and friend Rick Clegg has been one of the key supporters of this blog and he has imbued his commendable musical ethos into his young daughter Charlotte who now resides in Leeds. Charl herself has already built up an impressive catalogue of gigs and venues, her father should be proud!

I have attended two separate Live in Leeds wristband events, which serves to showcase the numerous interesting venues across the city including gigs in churches and cafes. The most recent being in October 21 where we hit the outermost venues and traversed 11 miles that day, is there anything better than a long walk, new venues, good music and a couple of cheeky beers to boot!

My first musical visit was a day trip on the final day of the Leeds Festival in 2001 primarily because it had such a stellar bill.

The festival was held in Temple Newsham Park and was the third year of hosting after the organisers of Reading Festival decided to set up a twin event in the North.

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Leeds/Reading Festival Bill 2001. Image Credit Leeds Festival.

On the main stage, we just missed, And You Will Know Us the Trail of Dead but caught a strong set from Frank Black and the Catholics.

They were followed by Rancid and an enjoyable performance from Feeder and ‘Buck Rogers’ went down a storm. The other main stage band we witnessed were Supergrass and one track from the headliners Manic Street Preachers, the reason for the short span was that we had other preferred headliners to witness.

Lower down the bill on the Evening Session stage we saw Elbow and Gorkys Zygotic Mynci and on the Concrete Jungle Stage I enjoyed a high-octane performance from Dropkick Murphy’s.

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Dropkick Murphys. Image Credit Fanpop.

That brought us to the three acts that had inspired our attendance, first up were the perennial punks Snuff who as ever inspired moshpit mayhem due to the fine original material and their clever choice of frenetic cover versions.  

The penultimate act on the Evening Session Stage were Teenage Fanclub who were in crackling form. The headline act I am sure you won’t be surprised to learn was Mogwai, resulting in the wrench of missing Rocket from the Crypt who I am also a huge fan of, but life is full of these difficult decisions!

They proceeded to play a greatest hits set including ‘Mogwai Fear Satan’, ‘Ithica 27o9’, ‘New Paths to Helicon Part 1’, ‘2 Rights Make 1 Wrong’ and as they were wont to do at that point in their trajectory ending the set with their 20-minute hymn ‘My Father My King’. 

Preston Venue 30 – Lane Ends

The first home Gill and I owned was in the Ashton Lane Ends area of the city and we lived there from 1996 to 2005. We had a terraced property on a northern cobbled street that resembled a Tardis house as it stretched back a fair way. It was a fine pad and we only eventually moved as we had virtually no outdoor space. If we could have lifted the house to another area, we would have done so!

I was brought up about 10 minutes’ walk away so was very familiar with the area. There were two public parks in bumbling distance, Ashton Park which in the 80’s/90’s used to have a high quality challenging 18-hole pitch and putt course with evil Pebble Beach like rough, my best score there was a round of 76. The other being Haslam Park with the old duck pond and easy access to Lancaster canal.

Also close by was the driving test centre. On my first test attempt I was driving back towards the centre and approaching the Lane Ends traffic lights when I correctly overtook a bus, but it then decided to unexpectedly set off causing me to veer around the junction, but astonishingly in the tester’s view I must have remained in control because he passed me!

It was a handy public transport hub where buses returning from Blackpool passed through alongside the No 35 Tanterton buses and the useful but unreliable No 27 Larches buses that took you directly to the train station for many onward trains to Manchester for gig nights!

The most famous resident was Kenny Baker who lived a couple of streets away. He appeared in many movies including Time Bandits and Mona Lisa, but his most enduring role was playing R2-D2 in all the Star Wars movies.

It was a large shopping area and we supported various local trades by purchasing a pot pourri of items from the shops, namely tumble dryers, carpets, karndean floors, double glazing, and the photographer for our wedding.  We still even now obtain car and house insurance from the unit located there.

There was a Booths where they stocked a tidy French white wine called Domaine De Pennehault, posh, moi! Across the road was the habitual Chinese takeaway the New Dragon which produced the finest Chicken Fried Rice and Curry Sauce in the area!

However, the piece de resistance was Deans Bakery located directly opposite our road who sold the best Butter Pies in town. Now, a butter pie is a singular Preston delicacy and is a potato and onion pie with extra butter, hence the name. Food of the heavens, instant heartburn nowadays but so worth it.

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Deans Bakery. Image Credit restaurantguru.com

A Saturday morning prior to watching PNE on match days was not complete without a butter pie, a teacake (no raisins, only bread) and usually an almond slice though choice of cake did sometimes vary. It is extremely hard to find them in Manchester despite being only 30 miles from Preston though I am told Bury Market may assist in that regard.  I once asked for one at the local bakery and they looked at me askance! 

On the corner of the main junction was located the Lane Ends, a traditional local boozer.  It was one of the many traditional Boddingtons house which were in the spit and sawdust mould. I also sometimes visited a slightly rougher Bodds pub down the road in Ingol called the John O Gaunt.

The Lane Ends was originally one room but at some point, in the 90’s it purchased the unit next door and extended into a spruced up larger pub and began serving some half decent tucker. I can’t say it was ever my favourite haunt due to some shall we say interesting punters but was visited due to its proximity to our house.

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The Lane Ends public house. Image Credit yell.com

I recall the night before our Wedding in 1998 my brother, best man and I had a quick visit. Prior to attending the pub, we watched a new TV quiz show that had launched that week called Who Wants to be a Millionaire and I seem to recall a punter winning £16,000 by answering Nebuchanezzar in relation to a question about large wine bottles. For info, it contains 15 litres which is the equivalent of 20 bottles!

Following the extension, the pub began to have some sporadic bands on, and on 26/10/13 I saw a covers band called Area 51 play there.