Gigs From Abroad Part 26 – Berlin

In April 2024 we decided to have a sojourn to the intriguing vibrant city of Berlin, which arguably has a more varied yet brutal history than any other European city. Berlin was originally founded in the 12th century and over the years there was the bubonic plague, involvement in the Thirty Years War which destroyed a third of the city, a thwarted revolution and horrendous sanitary conditions in the late 19th century, all fairly standard stuff!  

Hitler was appointed the Chancellor of Germany in 1933 and used the Berlin Olympic games in 1936 as a Nazi showpiece. I won’t belabour the barbaric activities in the city during World War 2 but will move onto the 36 consecutive nights of bombing undertaken by the RAF in March 1945 that dropped around 80,000 tons of bombs on Berlin. A month later Hitler committed suicide and Berlin capitulated to the Allied Forces.  

Post war it was divided into four quarters with American, British, French and Soviet sectors and that infernal wall was built in 1961 before it later fell in 1989 and a year later both sides of Berlin were finally reunited. John F Kennedy visited in 1963 and made his solidarity speech with the famous line ‘Ich bin ein Berliner’ translating as ‘I am a Berliner’.

Many movies have used the city as a backdrop including ‘The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp’, ‘The Bourne Supremacy’ and ‘Bridge of Spies’. Famous Berliners are the actresses Marlene Dietrich and Nastassja Kinski, composer Andre Previn (Preview!) and Olympic ice skater Katarina Witt.

Nina Hagen. Image Credit vintag.es

On the musical spectrum it has three major opera houses, six symphony orchestras, MTV Europe’s base and ‘The Godmother of German Punk’ Nina Hagen was born there. Between 1976 and 1979 David Bowie and Iggy Pop decamped there together to seek solace and recover from their drug addictions. Iggy released his first solo record and Bowie recorded his Berlin album trilogy of ‘Low’, ‘Heroes’ and ‘Lodger’.

We landed there on a Wednesday evening and managed to locate our compact rented apartment in the Rosenthalerplatz suburb of the city. We spent the duration of our stay on the eastern side of the city, and I liked the grittiness and durability of those areas. On our first evening we pottered out locally and in our debut bar they only accepted cash and I admired that healthy disregard for the new order.  We found a fine Italian restaurant which had made good use of the grand old building and had grandiose lavatories. We also visited the 100 Gramm Bar near to the subway station.

Over the next two days we trogged many miles and visited all the tourist attractions including Checkpoint Charlie, Brandenburg Gate, Museum Island and the remnants of the wall. The most impressive and heart wrenching was the Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe monument with the different size of statues to resemble the fallen. It encompasses a gigantic area of nineteen thousand square metres, and you could literally lose yourself in that vast maze!

Memorial of the Murdered Jews in Europe monument. Image Credit TripSavvy

We also headed into the impressive cathedral (Berliner Dom) and I surprised myself by heading up the winding stairs to the top, though couldn’t then wait to head back down as I now really struggle with heights. My vertigo affliction being such a significant sea change from the 14 year old Jimmy who trotted all the way up the Eiffel Tower without a care in the world! We sallied over to the bohemian East Kreuzberg but unfortunately did not have opportunity to visit the Ramones Museum, the area itself reminding me of Manchester’s Northern Quarter.

One of Gill’s long standing aspirations has been to actively head to a European city for a gig, therefore naturally her wish was my command. We first chose a band and then proceeded to check Jesus and Mary Chain’s roster and targeted a show at Berlin Huxleys in the Neukolln suburb of the city.

There was from the early 20th century a concert hall called Neue Welt which contained two halls, with capacities respectively of 1500 and 3000. Hitler spoke there in 1930 and in 1960 it evolved into a rock venue before closing in 1982. Acts to play there included Jimi Hendrix, Dio, Whitesnake and The Clash. It swiftly reopened as Huxleys with one singular 1600 capacity hall which has also staged boxing matches, fashion shows and tattoo festivals.

The location was thankfully only a short commute of about five metro stops from our digs, so we circled past to check the show times and then went to a nearby Vietnamese restaurant for some tea and a couple of pre-gig bevies.   

It was a terrific venue despite one obstreperous numpty positioned near the bar and Mary Chain were in fine form. Whilst we were scouring the city earlier that day, I was opining that it would be great if they played ‘Reverence’ and they met that wish by playing a full length version in the encore. It was the 10th time I had witnessed them and was one of my favourite performances of theirs and was also Gill and I’s 400th gig together.   

Huxleys. Image Credit neuwelt-berlin.de

The following evening, we visited the busy Berlin Hackescher Market where we saw a local performer called Jurgen and also Berlin Hackescher Parist where we viewed an act called Bonnie and Clyde. We flew home on Saturday lunchtime, which was also Grand National day, and managed to finally obtain a signal to lay a bet near to the airport. We watched the race on the train home from Manchester airport and straight after wished that the bets had been prevented by the European restrictions!

Manchester Venue 175 – Night People

Manchester Night People was located on Princess Street about equidistant between China Town and Canal Street, just around the corner from the Satan’s Hollow venue. I can find very scant history online for this establishment, but I think it opened in around 2017, and I believe it closed post-covid for a 6 month refurbishment, but it looks like it never subsequently reopened.

I visited there four times in total, and I know they were included on the Psych Fest roster, an event I have never yet attended but also for the now defunct Dot-to-Dot festival which I was present at for several years.

I recall they used to stage Northern Soul shindigs for the Twisted Wheel events and due to the age now of many of the participants they staged it on a Sunday afternoon. I am sure the intimate downstairs setting would have made it an ideal location for such a gathering, and I recently located a flyer of the legendary Geno Washington and the Ram Jam band playing there in 2018. I would estimate the capacity of the venue would have been somewhere around 200.

 

Night People flyer. Image Credit mdmarchive.co.uk

My first visit was in February 2018 in the company of one of my Northeast correspondents Jamie Young. We were already attending a gig at Night and Day that evening so grabbed the opportunity to undertake an earlier foray to the new venue on the block! We met initially in the iconic Marble Arch public house before sampling some tea at the Mackie Mayors food hall and then headed down to Night People.

The first act was the Mancunian band slowhandclap who appear to play a lot of gigs at the Northern Quarter venues, and they provided a slab on noisy post punk. Also on the bill were Chester two-piece DEH-YEY who like many duos produced a fair old racket of fuzzy dark sounds with the driving force being the guitarist/vocalist Cash Burns. They have released a slew of singles thus far and have garnered a support slot for the much touted Belfast band Enola Gay.  

Three months later as part of Dot to Dot we saw an American singer songwriter called Kyle Craft. He was born in an isolated Mississippi river town in Louisiana and his first introduction to guitar music was a random purchase of a David Bowie compilation at his local Kmart store.

I think we can all attest to our own individual epiphany to hearing music that will go on to change and influence our life. My personal individual ‘journey’ (a much over used reality show phrase nowadays) was via my dad’s Neil Young and my brother’s Husker Du records and also hearing Stiff Little Fingers for the first time as a young pup at an early school disco.

An early 2018 sighting of Fontaines DC at the venue. Image Credit whenthehornblows.com

Kyle subsequently moved to Texas, and he formed a band called Gashcat who then broke up a couple of years later with the slightly bizarre reasoning of ongoing adverse comparison to Neutral Milk Hotel! In 2016, he recorded his debut album ‘Dolls of Highland’ on Sub Pop Records and then gathered together a live band callee Showboat Honey and secured a support slot with Drive-By Truckers.  

On the afternoon I saw him they produced an excellent set of deep fried Southern rock , where I could hear shades of Green on Red, Lone Justice and The Band, his strong vocal complemented by a fine backing band was a good combination. My next trip was again linked to Dot-to-Dot and the band on show this time was a local combo called ELM.

My final visit was on 26th February 2020 when the spectre of Covid was just beginning to gather pace. I attended with my pal Paul Wilson who had other Preston folk in tow including Aidy and Janet from Lostock Hall. I recall we met in one of the Wetherspoons before having a bevy at the timeless Lass O Gowry. Throughout the gig between bands there was a DJ set from writer and broadcaster Dave Haslam who is primarily famous for being DJ for over 450 sets at the Hacienda nightclub incorporating a Thursday night residency at the Temperance club night from 1986 to 1990.  

The first act on stage was Mick O Toole and the main support were the Gallowgate Murders, a five-piece Celtic punk band from Edinburgh who had only formed the year before. The headliners were the Rumjacks, a rumbustious combo from Sydney in Australia who were also in the Celtic punk mould. They were formed in 2008 and they were renowned for their energetic live shows and lived up to their billing. Their most famous song ‘An Irish Pub Song’ went viral and has garnered over 85m hits on YouTube.

The Rumjacks. Image Credit iheart.com

I recall a generous chap we had never met buying us a round at the bar before Paul and I entered the thrashing, flailing white hot intensity of the mosh pit. It had been a fair while since I had been in such a vibrant pit and my first since turning 50, and I had to recalibrate instantly to peel off my outer layer of clothing and take my watch off for safe keeping and then dived back in.

It was a very small area not helped by some inopportune bruise inducing shelves around the perimeter, but we were in there for the last hour of the gig, and it was a bloody good sweaty fun, more so in hindsight when the first lockdown kicked in a couple of weeks later!