Preston Venues 18-20 Adelphi – Part 2

I have attended 11 gigs at the Adelphi placing it at No 14 on the most visited venue list. The first band I saw there were Circus from Burnley in 1995 and they were in the Inspiral Carpets mould and they were terrific fun with a hyperactive humorous lead singer.

That night signalled a fundamental sea change in relation to how I defined a gig. Before that evening I had only ever counted gigs where I had a prior intention to attend but this was a walk-in gig and we caught virtually the full set causing me to re-evaluate and count those types of gigs going forward.

The following year a lass from work Andrea informed me her mates band were playing that night and I tagged along probably no doubt prior to heading to Raiders nightclub, I cannot recall the name of the unremarkable band.

I then saw John Robb’s motley crew Goldblade who were supported by Presley. It was the first time I had witnessed them and was slightly startled but impressed by their high-octane performance. I recall them bounding across speaker stacks which is a no mean achievement in such a small venue.

In 1998 I saw local band Formula One supporting Nottingham’s Six by Seven. The main band were a dour bunch though their somewhat suffocating music had merit. They were in an extremely truculent mood perhaps expecting more crowd interaction. The lead singer stormed off at the end of the set and threw down the mic stand in a fit of pique and apparently narrowly missed Nick Godkin of this parish!

Gill sister’s boyfriend at the time was a drummer in a couple of bands and his latest one Heavy Fluid Addicts played there. I preferred his later band as this one was a bit grungy for my tastes. They were supported by Die Sect.

At the tail end of 1998 the Glasgow miserabilists Arab Strap were in town and they were magnificent, readily included in my Top 5 gigs in Preston list. They didn’t hit the stage in a packed venue until about 10.15pm. They comprise of Aidan Moffat with his laconic tales of drinking and loves lost supplemented by Malcolm Middleton behind him with lashings of atmospheric guitar work. At about 10.55 Aidan began muttering darkly they only had time for one more prior to the 11pm curfew so proceeded belligerently to play a superbly noisy twenty-minute outro track!    

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Arab Strap on stage. Image Credit BBC.

Following that I saw a trio bill of local bands Formula One, Iota and Karma. Two of the original members of Galaxie 500, badged as Damon and Naomi played at the tail end of 98. It was very much a loungecore setting with seating and hushed audience where anyone coughing sounded loud alongside the dreamy acoustic music, they were a tad twee for my tastes.

In July 99, I saw Angelica, an all-girl punk band from Lancaster featuring Holly Ross on vocals who later with her husband formed the Lovely Eggs. I had picked up on them via their fine album ‘The End of a Beautiful Career’ with the two cracking singles ‘Why Did you let my Kitten Die’ and ‘Bring Back Her Head’, two tracks combining sultry vocals with astonishingly dark lyrics! Unfortunately, they had a shocker that night with sound problems and false starts and they stormed off hallway through the set. They were supported by LoFi Radio.

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Angelica promo picture. Image Credit You Tube Dee Raz

There then followed a hiatus at the venue for around a decade due I think to their PA being stolen. My final two gigs there were to see Midnight Landing, a ska band formed at Kendal college in 2012 and to see Bingo Boy in 2012.  

One night in 2014 in the corner of the Adelphi Main Bar I saw an acoustic act called Chris and Josh playing.

In May 2015, North End blew promotion on the final day, before subsequently and triumphantly breaking their 26 year play off hoodoo by battering Swindon 4-0 at Wembley.  We sought solace in the Adelphi Beer Garden where a band called Drinking Whiskey were performing.

Manchester Venue 16 Academy 3 – Part 2

In totality, I have attended Manchester Academy 3 nineteen times thereby placing it in 6th place on my most populated venues list.  

Early in 2001, I began to become aware of the Strokes who released their terrific first album ‘Is This It’ later that year. I adore the way that record is recorded, sounding like they are in a New York basement, in a good way. I read in the NME they were playing Manchester and was fortunate to obtain four tickets from Piccadilly Records to a much-touted band for a sold-out gig.

John, Uncle George and Gill were in attendance on a filthy Thursday night in June. Walking up the steps to the top floor we passed Damon Gough (aka Badly Drawn Boy). He was later ensconced adjacent to us at the bar where a cliched fanboy approached him with the snappy refrain ‘love your album dude…’

The support band was Moldy Peaches followed by the main act who looked nervous initially, but they were excellent and had such admirable poise beyond the tender years.

I was perfectly content in the mosh pit when out of the blue somebody unseen threw a haymaker catapulting me halfway across the pit. Even the band looked taken aback. The assailant must have had a ring on as I had a proper bruise the next day.

Now I am a very chilled chap, but I was incandescent with rage at the sheer injustice of this unwarranted attack. There are unwritten rules for mosh pit etiquette and they were emphatically breached by this muppet!

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The Strokes. Image Credit NME

In April 2005 John Peel faves 65 Days of Static were in town. They had a couple of entries in the previous year’s Festive fifty and were supported by Sons of Slaughter. They were decent live but a tad Mogwai lite.

A couple of years later we headed over to see Goldblade supported by the punk poet Ted Chippington. Everything about that gig was loud including John Cooper Clarke booming out of the speakers in between acts.

Goldblade were thunderous with John Robb vamping it up in his inimitable style. I had imbibed a few sherbets, so when they offered ‘Iggy Pop’ style for punters to enter the fray I grabbed a rare opportunity and leapt on stage with many other like minded folk.

Implausibly, it was even louder up there, and I found myself next to the drummer so proceeded to assist him by slapping away at the drums for one track which was very exhilarating! Another new nickname was christened – ‘Jimmy the Sticks’.

On 22/11/07 an exceedingly rare event happened, namely me driving to a gig! The reason for this unusual anomaly was that we were driving to Centreparcs at Penrith the following day for the weekend.  

We landed in the venue just to catch the last two songs of a rather poor support act Son of Albion and somewhat cringingly for the band you could hear a pin drop when they finished, not even a polite smattering of applause!

The main band was the Raveonettes, a duo from Copenhagen with their fabulous names of Sune Rose Wagner on guitar and Sharon Foo on bass with the assistance of a drum machine. They excel in fuzzed up Mary Chainesque (made up word but describes it perfectly!) sound with gorgeous harmonies but with the additional bite of razor-sharp lyrics.  

To exemplify those contrast shades, they have in their cannon a sugary sounding track in the vein of Strawberry Switchblade, but it then contains contextually the understandingly brutal title ‘Boys Who Rape Should Be Destroyed’. They have produced a suite of excellent albums across their lineage.

They were a captivating experience in the live setting and were immensely enjoyable.

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The Raveonettes. Image Credit Ents 24.

When approaching my 42nd birthday I fancied attending a gig on the day so instigated a search and found that Against Me, a Florida punk band, were playing that night. Uncle George, Dave Keane and I sallied over on the quick train.  

This remains one of the four gigs I have attended on my actual birthday, Neil Young on my 19th and I saw a band in Liverpool and Manchester respectively on my 43rd and 51st birthdays.

They were one of those bands that seem to instil intense loyalty from their fans and that was evident in the fervent atmosphere at the gig. They had an individual sound and it was a fun night.