Preston Venue 31 – 53 Degrees Main Hall

I have previously covered the Club venue and in this week’s blog I am going to concentrate on the 53 Degrees Main Hall. The venue’s opening in 2005 spelt the death knell to Preston Mill as a gig going concern as there was patently not room in Preston for two such singular locations.

The main hall comprised of a capacity of 1500 and had a sizeable bar facing you on entrance. There was a large, raised area before steps dropping down into a sizeable pit in front of the stage. In their time, they attracted some decent acts here but overall, I always felt it was a golden opportunity missed where they could potentially have attracted better acts, maybe that slightly biased perception gleans from certain fave bands that I thought would have great to see in that setting!

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53 Degrees Venue. Image Credit 53degrees.net

My first visit there was on 20/05/05 when I went to see Supergrass. They were in good form as they had a commendable back catalogue and played my two cherished tracks of theirs, namely ‘Caught by the Fuzz’ and ‘Late in the Day’. Our group was stood off to the right-hand side of the stage where it felt very draughty, but reasons for that became evident as I had an unpleasant bout of man-flu for about 10 days after. The lurgy nearly denied me the opportunity to watch PNE playing West Ham in the Championship play off final (I wish it had!)

Now I have never warmed at all to Blur, talented musicians, and all that, but for whatever reason their music grates on me. Whilst up in Scotland for Hogmanay we were listening to John Peels festive 50 and they featured a couple of half decent tracks from the bands lead guitarist Graham Coxon. This led to an attendance at one of his gigs in October 2006. Most of his set was based on his Ramones influenced latest album ‘Love Travels at Illegal Speeds’. He had his moments and with the shortness of the tracks swiftly whipped through more than 20 songs.

A couple of years later I saw my standout gig there when the Subways were in town. They had so much energy with lead singer Billy Lunn a whirling dervish on stage and his then girlfriend Charlotte Cooper a perfect ally to his antics. It was arguably one of the most joyous moshpits I have ever encountered when they played ‘Oh Yeah’ off their terrific debut album ‘Young for Eternity’. You could never fault these kids for effort! They were supported by Enjoy Destroy.

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The Subways in full flight mode. Image Credit buzzbands.la

In October 2010 a group of us headed into town to watch Half Man Half Biscuit, only to discover the gig had been cancelled at the last minute. It was rearranged for six weeks later on a Friday evening clashing with a North End game. We left the match early resulting in missing the first couple of songs of their set. They were very enjoyable, and they have such a devoted following that it always results in a cracking atmosphere.

In 2011, we went to see John Lydon’s combo, Public Image Ltd. I was far from an expert knowledge on their output but appreciated their intelligent songcraft which stood up well in a live environment.

When I was young whippersnapper at the tender age of 14, I went through a short Adam Ant phase and 30 years hence I was persuaded to go and see him again and this was my final gig there.

The place was packed to the rafters and access to the front area was tricky. There was an eejit and bully from my youth in residence who was blocking the accessway who I navigated past but who then somewhat predictably nudged me down the steps, but I maintained my footing and more importantly didn’t spill a drop of my beer! He was and obviously remains someone just not worth bothering with in any format! The gig was also a bit of a limp affair capping off a forgettable night.

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.