Lancaster Venues 37 to 39

The next destination on our 2025 Lancaster Live music festival jaunt was Lancaster Boars Head situated on Great John Street near Dalton Square.It is a proper local establishment with pool tables and sports robustly advertised on the tv’s. One reviewer of the establishment eloquently described it as a ‘Star Wars’ bar, a phrase I have used myself previously to best describe the clientele encountered on the 1.24am ghost train from Manchester to Preston that I used to catch in the 1990’s.

The hostelry was in a boisterous state when I landed on a late Saturday afternoon and on stage were the Rock Twins.  The duo derives from the Blackburn area and consist of Steve Gaunt and Ian Wilson (known as Endy), the former named once apparently performed in front of the Queen. Their name evolves from the fact that the original singer was also called Ian Wilson, thus the alphabetical Twins moniker. I returned briefly the following day into another vibrant setting with a local lass called Loana Christy performing.

The Boars Head. Image Credit tripadvisor

We then took a detour to drop our bags at our digs for the evening, namely the Lancaster Sun Hotel & Bar. The Sun is a Grade II listed historic building with a handily placed south facing beer garden. It was originally built on the site of a Tudor residence named Stoop Hall and there is a recorded licence running all the way back to 1680. It reflected its roots for a while by having the name the Sun Inn on Stoop Hall, potentially named after the stables that were housed at the rear of the building.

It was a huge building in the 18th century with a grand total of 70 windows and in 1784 it was halved in size to make way for the adjoining Sun Street. It was chosen for the sheriff’s quarterly sessions prior to the judge’s lodgings being built and also for the Lancaster Musical Society. Like many other hostelries there are claims that Bonnie Prince Charlie once supped a cold ale there!

In the latter part of the 20th century, it was a tired looking hostelry before the Lancaster Brewery took over the reins in 2003. They undertook a highly comprehensive overhaul which took ten years to complete but was respectful enough to retain the original stone walls, beams and window frames. They also bought the next door property of 65 Church Street to build the hotel rooms and during that refurbishment some items of roman era pottery were discovered.     

 

Sun Inn. Image Credit sunhotelandbar.co.uk

I have been visiting the Sun for around three decades and it has always been one of my favourite pubs in Lancaster. One of the many reasons is due to the very fine Lancaster brewery beer where within their range they have Blonde, Amber, Black, Red and IPA which always presents a devilish choice when I approach the bar. Joyfully, though admittedly only periodically they stock their brewery beverages in my local supermarket.

As referenced above they have lodgings and it seemed an apposite place to rest our weary heads, and we were allocated an appropriate attic room with a sloping ceiling. They also served a fine breakfast for us to gird our loins prior to Day 2 of the festival!

I don’t think the pub normally stages live music, but they had made an exception on that day and we saw Molly Warburton playing, who I had earlier seen performing in the Borough. Those multiple shows are a regular occurrence at the event with bands straddling various venues across the weekend.   

We then made our way over to Lancaster Hogarths on George Street. The building first erected in 1892 has had previous lives as a Comet and Cycle 2000 store and also Milady House Toffees where they were apparently renowned for a mean caramel!  In the late 1990’s it turned into a hostelry, initially as Varsity until 2004, then looked like it closed for a while before reopening as Oscars wine bar and bistro in 2012. Then in 2018 it morphed again into its current guise and is kitted out in a Victorian Gin Palace style stocking over 120 brands, much like the Preston branch which is known locally as Hogwarts! 

Hogarths Pub. Image Credit ambertaverns.co.uk

There is a striking mural as you enter into the building, and they have a private karaoke bar in their upstairs space. When we visited there was a local lad called Mark McKenna singing and he did a decent cover of Chris Isaaks ‘Wicked Game’. His website outlines that he can also masquerade as a DJ, so you could receive a ‘2 for 1 deal’!

He was previously the lead singer of a Morecambe band in the 1980’s called The Ice Factory which was spookily named after the ice cream factory where they used to rehearse.  They were quite highly touted at the time but despite a few TV appearances and support slots to Youssou N’Dour and Blur they like many others before and after them, self-imploded in 1991.

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.