Other British Gigs 1 and 2

As we had never made a pilgrimage to Anglesey, we decided to rectify that anomaly in 1997 with a weekend away in Beaumaris. A friend recommended a B&B which we swiftly booked into and travelled on the North Wales coast road en route to the island.

On the Friday night in a pub down the road, we began chatting to some locals who invited us to attend the main club in the town the following night. On the Saturday we salved our souls by visiting the numerous windswept beaches. We then had a fine curry at the Menai Bridge Tandoori before heading back to the same pub to meet our comperes for the evening.

The renowned club in question was the Beaumaris and District British Legion Club. We were readily signed in as visitors, post last orders in the pub, and the venue was a revelation as it seemed the whole town across all ages were in residence. We played some killer on the pool tables prior to the main musical act hit the stage.

The artist was a Roy Orbison tribute act resplendent in full garb obviously including the requisite dark sunglasses. It has to be noted he was rather good and regularly hit the challenging high notes. Now, I may have been imagining this, but he appeared to be looking regularly in our direction. Was it that we were recognising as newbies or was it thought that we were thought to be talent scouts! After a top night was had by all, we thanked our gracious hosts and bade our farewell.

The tribute act looked a bit like this chap. Image Credit bing.co.uk

In January 2002, we identified that Henry Rollins and the Rollins Band were undertaking a tour and playing the very unusual outpost of Whitehaven Civic Hall. The choice of venue piqued our interest so Uncle George, John Dewhurst and I headed over on a cold Thursday night.

It is a fair old drive into deepest Cumbria via the M6 and A66. The B&B we booked has to be worst I have ever lodged in replete with old fashioned extremely nosey landlady. It was dirty and unhygienic, one shared loo between all the rooms and the breakfast was inedible! Let’s just say we have never rushed back for a return visit.

We grabbed some tea at a local chippy, which served humongous fish, perhaps the close proximity to Sellafield contributed here, but boy it tasted good! There were odd coincidences that night where different cars appeared to follow us each time we turned into a road, even the quiet ones, to the point of us jesting that we were under surveillance.

The Civic Hall was the singular venue in town, containing our venue the Solway Hall (capacity 600) and Dunboyne Hall (capacity 400). The building appears to be still operational with odd tribute band on the gig listings and there are also additional theatre performances on the roster.

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Whitehaven Civic Hall. Image Credit BBC

The venue was busy with a diverse clientele similar to the Beaumaris crowd with ages varying from 18 to 80, it created an interesting dynamic with stage diving being undertaken by the yoof!

Henry is famous locally for once citing a story when being interviewed by Terry Christian on the old Channel 4 music programme the Word. The tale relates to him being beaten up outside Preston Raiders nightclub when he was the lead singer in his original band Black Flag. As he was back in the North of England, he referenced the incident and his assertion that Preston folk had wafer thin craniums. We glanced at each other and wisely kept our heads down and eyes averted from the stage!      

Nottingham Venues 46 to 48

Nearby the Lace Market tram stop at Unit 6 on Warser Street you will found the Lofthouse. The arts space venue is located on the third floor of an industrial unit and they sporadically had gigs and I visited there just the once on 24/10/15.

It was a late gig, so we decided to future proof our entrance by visiting earlier and purchasing tickets but unfortunately the chap did not have a hand stamp available at that point. This nearly burned us later after we returned to the venue after watching the Hooton Tennis Club at the Chameleon, as we had to persuade a different chap on duty that we were honourable gig goers with a valid right of entrance and not a couple of blaggards!

The band in question was a local band called Sunset Nebula. They hit the stage about 11pm and I would place them in the ethereal spacy post-rock bracket (if such a genre exists!), they were excellent and greatly assisted by a terrific sound system which created a crisp as a bell acoustics.

On 14/05/16, the night before my brothers 50th birthday party we somewhat unsurprisingly decided to head out and watch a couple of bands. There was a venue I had been targeting for a while called JT Soar out near Sneinton marketplace. It was previously an ex-fruit and veg warehouse that has been converted into a DIY music and arts space containing a recording studio and rehearsal space frequented in the main by local bands.

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Nottingham JT Soar venue. Image Credit leftlion.co.uk

After visiting a couple of grubby, not grungey nearby hostelries we sallied over to the venue. On first impression it resembled a squat with a battered doorway and settee to the right and a very small stage but in truth it had an undeniable charm. It looked like it had regular punters who frequented each week and you probably couldn’t exceed 100 people in the venue. It was a friendly vibrant place and a perfect example of one of those grassroots venues that absolutely need to survive.

We were notified at the door that it was BYOB, so we skelped off to a local off licence and purchased some Tyskie Polish lager before re-entering. The support band was Throwing Stuff, a hardcore group originally from Manchester in the mould of Black Flag and Minor Threat. They were somewhat erratic but frenetically enjoyable.

The headliners were the Bennies, a lively ska punk band from Melbourne, Australia. They formed in 2009 under the original name of Madonna before predictably encountering legal issues and changing to their current name a couple of years later.

In 2001, we heard about a small, short-lived event called the Treefest Festival which was held at Newstead Common on the outskirts of Nottingham. So, on a sunny Saturday afternoon in July, we decided to drive out take a gander. It was a very low budget affair and we saw two artists, Naomi Hillman and Ana Gracey, a singer/songwriter from London.

The most interesting amusing moment occurred when we were sat on the grass in the sunshine surrounded by young families. The background DJ music was of a decent level, and I think it was a Faith No More track playing, when suddenly the lead singer screamed out ‘MuthaF%#*@r’, the look on some of the kids’ faces was a picture!

That scenario recalled to me an incident at the local Asda in the Sherwood area in Preston when a freshly sacked employee decided to depart in style. He commandeered the tannoy system and proceeded to turn up the volume and play at high volume the non-radio potty mouthed version of Rage Against the Machine’s ‘Killing in the Name Of’. I wish I had been undertaking my weekly shop at that point as I would have flown around with Zack de La Rocha’s strident vocals ringing in my ears!  

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Rage Against the Machine. Image Credit getwallpapers.com

So, this completes my Nottingham story incorporating a grand total of 71 gigs across 48 different venues!