Manchester Venue 16 Academy 3 – Part 1

Within the Manchester University complex on the second floor lies Manchester Academy 3. For those with longer memories it was previously known as the Hop and Grape and the venue opened in the 60’s.

The original layout was very cosy with an entrance to the left of the bar, in later years they expanded the venue marginally with an entrance round the back of the bar. The capacity is 470 and it is my favourite of all the four Academy venues as it remains an intimate size and there is a good view from all vantage points.

My first visit in October 99 was to see Guided by Voices. They are a legendary band from Dayton, Ohio and formed in 1983 with the ever-present lead singer Robert Pollard. They are highly prolific recording artists and despite a couple of hiatuses they have just produced their 30th album and they have been known to play 4 hour shows mirroring the length of some Bruce Springsteen and E-Street band gigs.   

They received regular airplay on college radio which was the route REM traversed when progressing into the limelight. They flirted with fame when appearing in the Strokes ‘Someday’ video. Nobody sounds quite like them and ‘Under the Bushes Under the Stars’ is a fabulous album and comes recommended.  

Unfortunately, the sound system in the venue didn’t assist on the night and despite moments of brilliance they struggled to convert their recorded output to the live setting, and it remains the only time I got to see them on stage.

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Guided by Voices ‘Under the Bushes Under the Stars album cover. Image Credit colouredvinylrecords.com

They were ably supported by Beulah from San Francisco who created a sunny West Coast vibe and were excellent. Again, I only saw them once and they disbanded in 2004.

My next appearance was in May 2000 to see Grandaddy. They had first appeared on my radar when I was converted to them by their ‘AM180’ track featured on a Q magazine mixtape.

They had their own unique sound resultant in part by the incorporation of some homemade instruments and their wonky Neil Young beauty was superb live. A good time was had by all to the extent that I was somewhat hungover when performing my ‘Jimmy the Cat’ goalkeeper duties the following afternoon for the works football team.

Four months after that I saw the Melbourne instrumental trio Dirty Three. They were fronted by a charismatic Warren Ellis who had an interesting back story as a classically trained violinist, school teacher and a busker around Europe.

He proceeded to do a rambling but engaging monologue prior to each track and then turned his back at the commencement of each song and the band then created a cacophonous racket in an odd rock/jazz fusion. They were great fun and the nearest loose comparison could be Arcade Fire without any lyrics!  

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Dirty Three in full flow. Image Credit Clash

On 24/03/01 I went to see the Minnesota based Low for the first time. In my opinion, they have produced one of the three best festive songs. Their ‘Just Like Christmas’ sits alongside that lesser heard Pogues track and ‘Christmas Song’ by Joy Zipper.

They are quantified in the ‘slowcore’ genre and can be a tad too maudlin for some, but I loved their hushed plaintive harmonies and the exceedingly quiet respectful audience added to my considerable enjoyment of the gig.  

On 09/06/01 we witnessed Rocket from the Crypt who weren’t as sharp as previous stellar performances. We had some significant train trauma on the return journey and didn’t land home until 4.07am.

In March 2002 we saw a woeful band called Vex Red from Aldershot. I just checked their website and am suitably astonished they are still on the circuit. Paul Bruzzese was at a gig downstairs so we left before the end of the set and endeavoured to shoehorn our way into the Tomahawk gig in the venue downstairs without success!  

London Third and Fourth Trip

My brother moved down to London in 1988 to attend university and I headed down for a visit in November of that year. We met at Euston then went to see a film called Lapland before catching a train back to his digs in Woolwich.

That night we headed out to the Woolwich Tramshed right outside Woolwich Arsenal station. We went to the University bar prior to heading to the venue on the main square.

I was very excited to see that they had Boddingtons on draught because you never saw it more than 30 miles from the Strangeways brewery at that point, but upon tasting it I realised why that was the case. You can take a lad out Preston….!

The venue was a small little playhouse with cinema seats and was a quarter full. There was an ok support act who modelled himself a bit too literally on Billy Bragg.

The main act was a Bristol band called Blue Aeroplanes of whom I thought the lead singer resembled David McComb of the Triffids. In the best traditions of Happy Mondays, they had a male dancer gyrating throughout the set, who was an exhausting spectacle. It was quirky intelligent stuff and they were enjoyable.

The venue appears to be still in existence but is a performance theatre only now.

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The Blue Aeroplanes. Image Credit pennyblackmusic.co.uk

I headed down for another weekend in February 1989. On the Friday we headed out to the Camden Falcon. En route, I called Red Rose Radio from a phone box to discover PNE had lost 2-1 to Southend. On arrival we had a couple of refreshing pints of cold Tennants Extra in the smoky bar.

The Falcon was a large pub with a little corridor leading to the venue, the venue itself consisted of a room painted black with no windows and a very small exit, arguably sitting high on the fire hazard scale. Unsurprisingly I read afterwards that people fainted regularly when the venue was full. Thankfully the venue was at best half full the night we attended.

The main act was an unremarkable band from Chatham in Kent called the Dentists. My overriding memory was for some obscure reason the lead singer kept bashing his head on the microphone. We left before the end of the set and had a couple of more bevies before the midnight train home.

The pub closed in 2002, before conversion into residential use.  

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Camden Falcon seen better days. Image Credit soundofpen.com

The following day we went to watch a Mike Leigh movie High Hopes in Leicester Square before deciding to head out to Finsbury Library in Islingon. We embarked at Angel tube station which always seemed then to be a cold, dark and windswept location, somewhat Salfordesque at that stage which was appropriate to the music acts we were heading to see.

The large library was built in 1967 and I think we captured one of what were rare musical events within the building.    

Within a boiler room under the library, holding a twice monthly residence were Ewen McColl and Peggy Seeger. Both were seeped in the folk tradition, Ewen who penned ‘Dirty Old Town’ and father of Kirsty and then Peggy renowned protest singer, daughter of Pete who allegedly cut the cable on Dylan when he went electric and was also a link back to dust bowl poet Woody Guthrie.

It was an all seated very informal venue with about 30 punters there and they served Ruddles bitter in cans. The duo played a few folk and American protest songs and played a witty track about what jobs would be available after a nuclear war. They then invited people to come up and play, one punter playing a form of reed pipes.

It was a privilege to catch Ewen as he sadly passed away later that year.  

After an hour they took a break and after purchasing a NUM funding miner’s strike tape we headed off into the dark Islington night.