Preston Venue 60 The Ferret – Part 1

The Preston Ferret has been a jewel in the crown for catching live music in the city for many years. It is situated on Fylde Road opposite the University of Central Lancashire Student Union building and for around a decade was a sister act to 53 Degrees when that venue was located across the road.

It opened originally as the Mad Ferret in 2006 by taking over the site of Preston’s first steam powered cotton mill, owned by local businessman John Horrocks way back in 1794. The first owner Frazer Boon introduced live music to take place on most nights including a Tuesday open mic session and the busy schedule of over 200 gigs a year, many of them free of charge, remains to this day. In 2013, a new landlord took over and removed the ‘Mad’ from the name and it simply became the Ferret.

The old Horrocks Mills Centenary building located on New Hall Lane. Image Credit flickr.

It survived the troubling Covid years by staging sit down safe distance gigs. Despite that its very existence was thrown in considerable doubt when it was unexpectedly put up for sale in 2022, however a crowd funding initiative was launched and the sale price of £795k was raised to save the pub. I for one was ecstatic at that news as these small venues remain essential to the lifeblood of the music industry, especially in regularly bypassed backwaters like Preston.  

It is an archetypal grungy and extremely noisy venue and that just makes me revel in it even more, and it was a handy 15-minute walk from where I lived at that stage. For many years, it was my most attended venue as I have visited there 42 times for live music, many other times just for a beer with no music witnessed. That total has just recently been matched by Academy 2 in Manchester, so therefore as of today (01/03/2024) it remains my joint most attended ever venue. Many times, when visiting there I have run into other Preston musos, Rachael Beattie and Nick Godkin spring to mind here.

The Mad Ferret days. Image Credit Ents 24.

Idles and the Orielles have graced the stage there, but I will relay two other tales in relation to the venue. In 2011, the promoter booked in a young Ed Sheeran who in between the announcement and the actual gig released his debut single ‘A Team’ which flew up to No 5 in the charts. Now, I do not personally understand the appeal of Mr Sheeran, but fair play to the lad he honoured the date and crashed at the one of the audience’s house and played them a personal set there.

My biggest missed opportunity was Jason Lytle who played shortly after the breakup of his band Grandaddy, of whom who I am a huge fan. For some inexplicable reason I did not attend and sincerely hope I was doing something very worthwhile instead!  

Jason Lytle cogitating on a new tune. Image Credit YouTube.

My first attendance at the venue was in August 2007, a week before I travelled northwards for my one visit to the excellent Connect Festival at Inverary Castle. Uncle George and I met Gill after a PNE match and visited the noodle bar that was located at the Ringway end of Ormskirk Road where I mentioned a gig at the Ferret I had read about the day before in the Lancashire Evening Post.

Thus, we wandered down to investigate and the band in question was Slippage from Seattle from whom the driving force was Alison Maryatt who has also been in Rocket Surgery and recorded as Allison in Wonderland. They were in the grunge vein and were excellent though I have found that sourcing any of the material today from any of those acts is rather challenging as there are only very sparse outputs available. 

Around a year later I saw a band called Pencil In who supported the headliners Ivan Campo. The main act are a folk trio who formed in 2006 when they met at the University of Central Lancashire. They have had several 6 music sessions and their single ‘The Great Procrastinator’ was featured in the soundtrack of the TV series Skins. 

In 2010, I witnessed Victorian Dad, an upbeat folky band from Wigan whose driving force is David Rybka. They supported singer songwriter Daisy Chapman who reminded me of Jonie Mitchell. She has been an on/off member of prog band Crippled Black Phoenix and has toured with Howie Gelb of Giant Sand, who interestingly have just announced their first British tour for 9 years.

Manchester Venue 59 Sound Control – Part 2

An early blog posting for you this week.

The Sound Control venue is in the perfect classic mould of being located within bumbling distance of the nearest train station. Others to fit these criteria locally are the Star and Garter (Piccadilly), Rebellion Bar (Deansgate), MEN Arena (Victoria) and Kings Arms (Salford Central).

So, much like Esha Ness’s ‘win’ in the Grand National and therefore discounting the ‘gig that never was’ outlined in the blog last week, I have attended the Sound Control Music Room a grand total of seven times.  

My first attendance was on a warm sunny June evening in 2011. On the journey over the train was extremely busy with gig goers and the reason for this significant commuter increase was that the reformed Take That were on a run of comeback dates over at the Etihad Stadium.

Our band of choice that night was the shoegaze gurus Pains of Being Pure at Heart. Now I saw this band five times in total during their career and a couple of those gigs stood out, an initial gobsmackingly fine performance in Chorlton which sat alongside this appearance as an absolute belter.

The reason that this duo of gigs succeeded was that the guitars were ramped up to 10 capturing the intended beautiful sonic fuzz that their sound clearly deserved. The set was in a good way still leaning very heavily on their astonishingly good eponymous debut record, which in my view is all killer no filler. They were supported by a local band called Raffles.  Uncle George had to scoot off prior to the end of their set as he was unfortunately on an early shift the next day, but we stayed for the duration before trekking up and catching the last train from Piccadilly.

Four months later, I saw the Canadian hardcore punks F##&£d Up who with their effervescent lead singer Pink Eyes and surging guitars certainly pack a punch. They are somewhat of an anachronism as their sound could be quantified in the category of intelligent hardcore music and they even start one album with a cheeky flute before the track morphs into something infinitely noisier!

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Pink Eyes in full flow. Image Credit Dreamstime.

Their big energetic tsunami of sound sucked me into the moshpit but that was curtailed prematurely as I toppled over, and I was proper sore and battered in the morning. Some naysayers may say moshpits should be avoided at the age of 43, but I eschew that point of view and eleven years on I will still partake if the mood takes me! Train constraints again meant we missed the tail end of the performance; a pattern was beginning to develop here at this venue.

Mainly due to the ongoing issues around enforced early departures we decided at our next attendance on 01/12/12 to grab a room for the night at Old Trafford Cricket Club, this being in the days when hotels rooms in Manchester were just about affordable, before they morphed into London prices.

The band in question was the rather terrific Raveonettes, the Danish shoegazing duo who had recently released their excellent sixth album Observator and they played a selection of tracks from said record with ‘Young and Cold’ being the highlight. It was a glacially cold night and after the gig we encountered the busiest ever metro in the whole of Christendom when commuting back to the digs.

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The Raveonettes on stage. Image Credit mxdwn.com

At the 2013 Dot to Dot event, we saw a singer songwriter called Billy Lockett from Northampton, who is a classical pianist. He was in the faux familiarity bracket that I can never warm to, in the mould of Newton Faulkner and Beans on Toast and a certain Ed Sheeran who appears to have made a career out of this genre!