Leeds Festival 2001

Leeds is the largest city in the county of West Yorkshire with a population of just shy of 1 million. It is an educational hub containing five different universities.

Leeds has endeavoured to retain the original available architecture and even the shopping areas have a pleasing aesthetic to them, they have thus far avoided adopting the Manchester vision of building skyscrapers in the city centre. They have also utilised the existing wharf areas by placing hotels and bars in those districts.

On a good day, you could drive there in an hour from Preston as it is well served by motorways, but because of their reliance on car culture the city council are wrestling with how best to implement greener initiatives going forward. I have traversed through their large extremely busy train station many times, quite often commuting through to Shipley for work purposes.        

One of Gill and I first visits there involved a visit to a terrific Indian restaurant called the Darbar, though it is unclear whether the restaurant is still operational.

My old schoolmate and friend Rick Clegg has been one of the key supporters of this blog and he has imbued his commendable musical ethos into his young daughter Charlotte who now resides in Leeds. Charl herself has already built up an impressive catalogue of gigs and venues, her father should be proud!

I have attended two separate Live in Leeds wristband events, which serves to showcase the numerous interesting venues across the city including gigs in churches and cafes. The most recent being in October 21 where we hit the outermost venues and traversed 11 miles that day, is there anything better than a long walk, new venues, good music and a couple of cheeky beers to boot!

My first musical visit was a day trip on the final day of the Leeds Festival in 2001 primarily because it had such a stellar bill.

The festival was held in Temple Newsham Park and was the third year of hosting after the organisers of Reading Festival decided to set up a twin event in the North.

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Leeds/Reading Festival Bill 2001. Image Credit Leeds Festival.

On the main stage, we just missed, And You Will Know Us the Trail of Dead but caught a strong set from Frank Black and the Catholics.

They were followed by Rancid and an enjoyable performance from Feeder and ‘Buck Rogers’ went down a storm. The other main stage band we witnessed were Supergrass and one track from the headliners Manic Street Preachers, the reason for the short span was that we had other preferred headliners to witness.

Lower down the bill on the Evening Session stage we saw Elbow and Gorkys Zygotic Mynci and on the Concrete Jungle Stage I enjoyed a high-octane performance from Dropkick Murphy’s.

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Dropkick Murphys. Image Credit Fanpop.

That brought us to the three acts that had inspired our attendance, first up were the perennial punks Snuff who as ever inspired moshpit mayhem due to the fine original material and their clever choice of frenetic cover versions.  

The penultimate act on the Evening Session Stage were Teenage Fanclub who were in crackling form. The headline act I am sure you won’t be surprised to learn was Mogwai, resulting in the wrench of missing Rocket from the Crypt who I am also a huge fan of, but life is full of these difficult decisions!

They proceeded to play a greatest hits set including ‘Mogwai Fear Satan’, ‘Ithica 27o9’, ‘New Paths to Helicon Part 1’, ‘2 Rights Make 1 Wrong’ and as they were wont to do at that point in their trajectory ending the set with their 20-minute hymn ‘My Father My King’. 

Manchester Venue 17 – Old Trafford Cricket Ground

I have frequented Old Trafford a few times in its original incarnation as a cricket venue. My first visit was in 1983 when I was very fortunate as a 15-year-old to attend the World Cup semi-final with my dad where England were playing India. The times were so different then as we just wandered up and got straight into the ground through a cash turnstile.

The match was a sell out on a gobsmackingly hot day and as a result we were lamping drinks down to rehydrate. My dad offered me a beer which is the first proper ale I can recall partaking. Due to the heat I gulped down as if it was Vimto resulting in being somewhat hazy for the next couple of hours.

Despite England having a promising opening partnership they summarily collapsed and lost the match by 7 wickets.

The following year we tried but failed to get in to a one-day game versus West Indies and missed out on the mercurial Viv Richards plundering an infamous 189 not out.

I attended other test matches including Day 2 of the Ashes test in the famous 2005 series after which we mercilessly ribbed a couple of placid Aussies in a nearby pub.

We have also stayed at the Old Trafford Lodge a couple of times, once to attend a family wedding in 2007 on the day England beat Australia in the Rugby World Cup quarter final.

Round about the turn of the century Old Trafford decided to utilise the venue for an annual batch of summer concerts, for a period badging it as the Mood Festival.  

I was excited to note that REM were booked to play on 13/07/03 following on from their fine Glastonbury headline performance the previous month.

It was another staggeringly hot Sunday afternoon as the five of us in attendance melted on the train on the journey over. We decided to frequent the bars on Deansgate locks, in the first bar we visited the local celebrity Tony H Wilson was rather intoxicated but like a trooper he recovered to be in fine shape on Granada Reports the following day.

At the venue they had a very commendable beer voucher process which kept the queues down.  

The support acts were Badly Drawn Boy and Idlewild as we sweltered in the tropical weather watching from the pitch. Michael Stipe was in mischievous mood as he likened the one cloud in the sky to Badly Drawn Boy. Did that suggest he wasn’t enamoured with one of the support acts?

I recall him apologising for being American due to the Gulf War, perhaps he was also prescient of a future muppet becoming President. Though pots and kettles spring to mind here with Boris the Spider in power on our shores!

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REM. Image Credit BlogSpot.com

I had grown up with REM as I discovered them when I was 16 and they were magnificent that night with ‘Strange Currencies’ and ‘End of the World’ verging on being transcendental. They were arguably at the peak of their powers and fuelled by the ale, weather and the terrific music I was over zealously dancing away. It remains one of my Top 10 gigs.

We circumnavigated the metro and the crowds successfully by going the wrong way for one stop and then returning into town.

We saw them there 2 years later but whilst still being decent it was not in the same league as the first attendance. They had also foolishly moved away from vouchers to a first come first serve resulting in waiting in a devilishly long queue which covered a fair portion of Feeder’s support set, thankfully the beer hut was located to the side of the stage. My pal Algarve Ray timed it well as I was at the top end of the queue when he unexpectedly appeared so I could add his order to mine.       

My one other attendance was to see the Pixies for the first time in 15 years on their comeback tour in 2004. It was a grey rainy day, but Pixies served to brighten the mood with me bouncing around in the oldest moshpit I have ever encountered with ‘Where is My Mind’ being the highlight.

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Pixies. Image Credit Uncut.

We caught the initial portion of the Stereophonics headline set before heading off the site. We were distracted en route by unusual activity occurring in the DJ tent where there have been a friendly coup and the DJ was only being allowed to play Pixies tracks. The opening notes of each new Pixies song resulted in rapturous applause, it was quite a sight.  

We had just had time for a cheeky one in Thirsty Scholar prior to the train and wouldn’t you just know it on our entry to the pub they were playing a Pixies song!