Lancaster Venue 3 – Lancaster Library

One fantastic initiative that has appeared in the last 17 years (since 2005) is the award winning Get it Loud in Libraries and Lancaster Library was at the forefront, if not the first to undertake this commendable pursuit. The concept being rather simple to see high quality artists in the unusual intimate surroundings of the local library.

Many heavyweight performers have embraced this ethos as an antidote to playing soulless stadium venues. Many libraries have joined the roster including Coventry, Birkenhead, Barrow and Blackpool. Some of the names who have appeared are Florence and the Machine, Idles and Ellie Goulding. I also recall at Lancaster specifically that Frank Turner and Adele have graced the venue. I had attended one library gig before at Finsbury in February 89 to see Peggy Seeger and Ewan McColl and one after in 2017 to see Honeyblood at Wigan Museum of Life (which was actually a library). 

Lancaster Library resides in the northwest corner of Market Square, where in 1745 Bonnie Prince Charlie was proclaimed regent by the Jacobite Army. This library enterprise first caught my attention 263 years later in 2008 when Robert Forster was booked for a Lancaster slot.

Lancaster Library. Image Credit creativetourist.com

Robert being one half of the co-writing team alongside Grant McLennan in the enigmatic 1980’s Australian band the Go-Betweens. The gig took place in the front portion of the building and once you got used to the quirky setting, he was very enjoyable. There was an intermission allowing us to scamper over to the nearby John O Gaunt pub, and I recall Algarve Ray had also headed over from the gig and we discussed my recent holiday in the Algarve!

The next visit in 2011 was a double header with a difference as there were two gigs scheduled, one on the Saturday night and the other on Sunday afternoon. Due to the highly opportune synchronicity Gill and I decided to grab a cheap room for the night at the Best Western Hotel near the station.

I met Gill after the PNE match, and we caught a train over, and I recall watching Crawley losing narrowly to Man Utd in the FA Cup 5th round when we were getting changed at the hotel. We grabbed some tea at the 1725 Tapas restaurant on the opposite end of Market Square.

In the intervening three years they had created a stage in the larger room of the library to aid an increased capacity. The act that evening was a band from Ohio called Mona, whose driving force was Nick Brown, the band being named after his grandmother. I had seen them on Jools Holland, and I thought they had the look of a young Glasvegas about them.

Mona. Image Credit NME.

They had just won the BBC Sound of 2011 poll though not yet released their debut album. They garnered some stadium support slots later that year with Kings of Leon and the sound was arguably in the same bracket. On the night the lead singer had a decent set of pipes, and I enjoyed their set. 

The following day, we decided to grab some Sunday lunch and a couple of aperitifs at the Borough gastropub before the 3pm gig. Yuck were a London band that were releasing their self-titled debut album the very next day. They were firmly in the grunge bracket and created a fine racket though I think a night-time gig in a more unkempt venue would have been a better fit for them. They subsequently split in 2015 and were supported that afternoon by emo band Pegasus Bridge.            

My final visit there was on Monday 09/07/12 to see Low and a group of us pottered over to watch them. They were still most certainly in their usual soft hushed vein prior to the shift to their more recent guitar led material. One of the crew left halfway through as he found it all too maudlin, but I thought they were in fine form and the venue played to their strengths.

On arrival back in Preston we had a flier at the Vic and Station before someone foolishly suggested we take advantage of the Old Dog down in Church Street which during the week stayed open until 4am. I finally toppled out of said establishment at 2.50am, my one and only visit to the late bar. Thankfully I had booked Tuesday as leave, but it took me quite a while to beginning functioning the next day!   

Lancaster Venue 2 – The Sugarhouse

Following our relocation from Preston to Manchester the place I miss visiting the most locally is Lancaster. It lies 20 miles north of Preston and it has a refreshing olde world feel to it with the obligatory castle on the hill.

The train station sits squarely on the West Coast main line so a Virgin, or now an Avanti express can complete that journey in under 15 minutes. Even if the last train was cancelled and morphed into a bus, we regularly managed to sweet talk the coach driver into dropping us off prior to Preston town centre as the route took us within 200 yards of our house at Withytrees.

We lived nearby the commencement of the Lancaster canal so a group of us in 2005 once cycled all the way through to Lancaster and due to the winding route of the waterway the trip was extended by an additional 10 miles.  

Once we arrived, we ensconced ourselves in the Merchants pub near the station and were instantly distracted by the first 50 over cricket match of the legendary Ashes summer which was on TV, so we muttered the immortal words ‘should we just watch the end of this….’. Three hours later two hazy looking cyclists were weaving their way home through the quietest possible Preston back streets! 

That epic cycle ride was on the same day as the Live 8 concert so with a large TV dinner I immersed myself into the concert though what I caught was poor fare and the standout act for me was the old troopers Roxy Music.

There is a plethora of fine hostelries In Lancaster including some on the canal and also a couple facing the River Lune. Another one of note is the Sun Inn which is the home of the Lancaster Brewery where they serve a scope of beers, namely Blonde, Red, Amber, Black and IPA, always a tricky choice! There is also a terrific gastro food pub called the Borough on Dalton Square and a small Chinese restaurant called Fortune Star near there where we have finished a few evenings before booking a taxi home.

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The Borough pub on Dalton Square. Image Credit dineclub.co.uk

Lancaster is the home of the legendary Lovely Eggs and they are fiercely proud of their town and play home gigs as and when they can. They have recorded a lot of their material at Lancaster Music Co-Op and have been recently fighting against its potential closure.

There is now a reasonably established festival called the Highest Point festival held in in May each year on the 54-acre Williamson Park on the far side of town, though I have not visited yet. They attract a reasonable line up with Richard Ashcroft announced already as a headliner for the 2022 version.

Now the more observant of you will recall my first ever gig being Slade at Lancaster University in 1983, so what was my second Lancaster venue I hear you ask, well that would be 20 years later in the Sugarhouse. The venue is situated on the site of the original sugar house in Lancaster founded in 1861, on Sugarhouse Alley near the Borough pub. The name is currently subject to review as it has a clear connotation with the slave trade.

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Lancaster Sugarhouse. Image Credit Flickr.

The building was originally leased to Lancaster University Students union by Mitchells Brewery in 1982 and has been a nightclub for nigh on 40 years where they have regular club nights and sporadic gigs. I recall the gig was a challenge to organise due to ticket issues and people pulling out and it is also clashed with a potential Snow Patrol gig at Preston Mill.

The band we saw was the Thrills from Dublin. I had picked up on them via their platinum debut album “So Much for the City” and their atmospheric single “One Horse Town”. The album had a sunny Sixties Californian vibe, obviously influenced by the bands 4-month sabbatical to San Diego just prior to the recording.

They had some good moments with three of four standout tracks, but the sound was a tad low, admittedly a common grouse of mine! My overriding memory was of their exceptionally tall guitarist who seemed to have a predilection for a very low set microphone resulting in regular crouching when providing backing vocals.