Preston Venue 41 New Continental – Part 3

Another considerable component contributing to the New Continental’s continuing rebirth was the building of the Preston Guild Wheel in 2012 which runs right past the pub. One of the Preston’s finest ever inventions, the Wheel is a 21-mile dual cycle and walking route around the city, with perhaps 15 miles of it on off-road tracks and river pathways, though its introduction didn’t save another riverside pub the Shaws Arms from going bust.

Me and my pal Steve Banister used to regularly cycle the route after work in the summer before retiring for a well-deserved refreshment in our usual seats in the Conty. The issue that then presented itself was that I had to cycle home and there were some vicious little hills contained within that three-mile journey! My personal best for completion was 1 hour 34 minutes achieved when I was cycling regularly and I have once walked the Wheel in its entirety, a trek of around seven hours.

In August 2013, Wire visited the venue. Formed in London in 1976, they have been cited as hugely influential of subsequent heavyweight acts Big Black, Minutemen and Sonic Youth. In my view, they produced intelligent complex music, and I thoroughly enjoyed them.  

Wire. Image Credit beardedgentlemenmusic.com

Six months later I saw the female fronted art punk band from Amsterdam called Labasheeda, they were supported by India Mill, an interesting band from the local town of Darwen.

In March 2015, I had my first experience of the remarkable Lovely Eggs, the slightly demented two piece from Lancaster. I had previously seen Holly Ross at the Adelphi in Preston when she was in a band called Angelica. It was a very sparse crowd in comparison to them now playing Manchester Apollo. They were quirky and terrific fun; my personal highlight was ‘Have You Ever Heard a Digital Accordion?’ which also has the accolade of having ‘Beef Bourguignon’ as a rhyming couplet! They were supported by Zvilnik.

There was a novel event in February 2017 that piqued Gill and mine’s interest by showcasing an 80’s indie triple bill. First up were The Suncharms from Sheffield who were formed in 1989, recorded a couple of EP’s and undertook the obligatory Peel session before disbanded in 1993. They reformed in 2016 before finally after a very extended gestation period released their debut album in 2021.  

The Suncharms. Image Credit wordpress.com

The middle act was The Chesterf!elds, formed in 1984 in Yeovil. Their debut vinyl release was a joint flexi disc with legendary and much missed Shop Assistants, by heck even just the mention of a flexi disc takes me back! Their members had interplay with bands of that era such as Loft and Blue Aeroplanes. They split in 1989 but were reformed in 2014 following a comeback set at a C86 event at the 92 Club in London. They remain active and have recently issued a new album and played the Talleyrand down the road from me in Levenshulme recently, but I wasn’t available to attend.

The third band was the Orchids, who sprung up from Glasgow in 1985 and their early recordings were on the famous Sarah Records based in Bristol. The label was primarily a C-86 hotbed with other like-minded artists Field Mice and Sunny Day in Glasgow being on their roster. Despite a brief hiatus at the end of the 90’s they remain in play and have recorded new material this year. It was a fine night of indie jingle-jangle with my personal favourite being the Suncharms.  

Later that year I saw a double bill containing White Hills who are a psych rock band from New York, I had seen them before but didn’t enjoy their set as much on this occasion. Also on the bill were a band called Cavalier Song. It was a chaotic end to the night involving cancelled taxis resulting in an absolute soaking when we had to trog back into town through the park.

Since the move to Manchester, I was unsure whether I would have an opportunity to attend the Conty again, but a slot opened in November 22. The previous night to my attendance the noisy monkeys Part Chimp played there who I had seen supporting Mogwai at Amsterdam Melkweg nineteen years earlier.   

On the day of the gig, I watched PNE lose 4-2 to Millwall prior to a chippy tea and a couple of beers before heading down to the venue. It was a punk event and I saw a few old stalwarts down there. On the bill were the P45’s from Blackpool, Preston’s Pike, and the headliners 999 from London with their most famous track ‘Homicide’.   

This unexpected attendance allowed me to reach another random stat landmark. It ensured the Conty became the 20th venue where I have attended at least 10 gigs, with Deaf Institute scheduled to become the 21st venue next year meeting this accolade.  

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.