Manchester Venues 68 and 69 Gullivers NQ – Part 1

Located squarely at the top end of Oldham Street you would find the distinctive green fronted Gullivers NQ, one of the stalwart venues of the Northern Quarter. It has a fair old history dating back to 1865 and has an interesting background, at one point existing as a jazz club and a transvestite bar.

It has had several names, once a Wilsons brewery house called the Albert Hotel, then latterly The Grenadier before the ever-reliable JW Lees brewery took ownership and renamed it Gullivers sometime in the 1970’s.

Gullivers NQ. Image Credit tasteofmanchester.com

I have discovered that in Manchester there is a proliferation of small breweries, many around the back streets near Piccadilly station, however a lot of them, for example Cloudwater serve cloudy and citra beers. Though I would never turn one of these down if offered, because that would be downright foolish, I do prefer the more traditional ales and thus JW Lees served in Gullivers and a more local pub nearby me, the Parrswood hits that very spot.    

It is an archetypal grass roots venue and alongside live music, has spoken word, theatre, film screenings and comedy events. The pub has a homely traditional bar leading you into a back room and downstairs venue. The pub sits squarely across the road from another principal and sister venue the Castle.

It has regularly been utilised as a hub point for picking up tickets for multi wrist band events such as Carefully Planned, Fair Play and Off the Record festivals, these festivals accounting for many of my attendances at gigs in this establishment.

It contains two venues, the first accessed down a thin corridor at the rear of the building is the Gullivers NQ Lounge, mainly for acoustic acts with a capacity of 40, though it feels highly populated when only half that number are in residence.

I have attended there four times, the first at Dot-to-Dot Festival in 2016 to see Lyon Apprentice, a folk duo originally from Melbourne who were residing in Manchester at this time and recording in their home studio. 

Later that year, we uncovered a diamond by witnessing an early performance by Katherine Priddy, a folk musician from Birmingham. She was a captivating engaging presence with a distinctive guitar style, dark lyrics and hypnotic voice, a rare treat!

Her stock rose exponentially in the intervening years with her debut ep receiving considerable airplay on Radio 2 and 6Music with folk behemoth Richard Thompson naming it as his ‘best thing he has heard all year’ in MOJO magazine, being so singularly impressed he invited her out onto a support slot on his upcoming tour.

Katherine Priddy. Image Credit birminghamreview.net

Her first appearance at Cambridge Folk Festival garnered her with the Christian Raphael Award, a prize awarded to one deserving developing artist from the festival each year. Her debut album ‘The Eternal Rocks Beneath’ received critical acclaim and she then backed that up with a sold-out national tour.   

Eighteen months later I witnessed singer-songwriter Kate Anita, who around that time released a single called ‘Human’ accompanied by a documentary video which showcased her interpretation of the culture and community within her home city Manchester.  

My final attendance there was to see local Manchester artist Lindsay Munroe, who produced some honest unflinching music with strong vocals epitomised by her debut single ‘Split’. I heard shades of Mazzy Star and Sharon Van Etten in there, the latter I later discovered is a big fan of her output.

2021 Gigs – Part 3

The third and final part of reviewing the 2021 gigs recommences with a couple of visits to Manchester Ritz. The venue is now firmly ensconced in my Top 3 venues visited list as I have been attending there consistently over the years since my first attendance in October 87 watching the astoundingly loud and intense Swans.

First up on 22/09 was the old stalwarts Ash, who I was watching for the sixth time, three of those being at festivals, and it was the first time I had seen them in eleven years. Prior to the gig we had a drink in Brew Dog near Albert Hall on Peter Street, coincidentally the most profitable Brew Dog bar in the world, and then feasted on a pizza that took an age to arrive in Rudy’s Neapolitan restaurant next door.

I thought they were decent but slightly one dimensional, and I always contend that their sound has never been quite as complete since Charlotte Hatherley left, though admittedly they do still have a bagful of recognisable tunes. I was at the bar mid-set when I found out that PNE had drawn Liverpool at home in the League Cup though that subsequently ended up with the usual golden chances missed and then inevitable defeat.  

Ash in Charlotte Hatherley days. Image Credit Steve Scalise.

The other attendance was to see Maximo Park on 10/10 which saw Rick Clegg toggle over for a rare appearance in Manchester and I think his first visit to the Ritz. After a trio of scoops in Yes, Lass O Gowrie and Temple Bar we headed into the venue. It was the second time I had seen them though overall not as enjoyable as my first sighting of them fourteen years earlier.   

I finally went full circle from my first ever blog and first Manchester venue by revisiting Manchester Apollo for the first time in thirteen years since being pummelled by the gentle My Bloody Valentine! There were four of us in attendance and we had a couple of pre-gig aperitifs in the Wine and Wallop in West Didsbury, the future of that chain being currently in doubt, prior to a cab to the venue.

Wine and Wallop. Image Credit DesignMyNight

When we reached the busy bar inside, we discovered they sold beer in two-pint pots which we decided to purchase though it wouldn’t accept my card asking me to input my pin details in. To my chagrin I realised the reason for this was the round cost £52, above the then limit of £50, this equated to an unacceptably brutal price of £6.50 per pint. Come on, Apollo, you can do much better than that!   

The band on stage was the ever-dependable Public Service Broadcasting who were in excellent form, and we had a cracking vantage point near the front.

My pal Marcus is a huge James fan and he persuaded me to attend their Manchester MEN Arena show in December. I had only just managed to purloin some tickets when they were released about a year earlier and was bizarrely sat waiting for an appointment in Stockport Specsavers at the time. I rather rudely had to ask for the lass to delay my appointment slightly as I had finally reached the booking page!

Our significant faux pas was to foolishly book our Covid booster appointments the day before the gig which resulted in Gill being unable to attend and myself feeling distinctly below average. We did consider watching the support act Happy Mondays only from a statistical angle viewpoint as it would have created a new personal record of 34 years between seeing a band as I first saw them in Camden in 1987, but in the end decided not to.

My record thus remains at a 28-year gap with Meat Puppets, however the Loop gig later this year will be just shy of a 32-year gap since witnessing them at my last ever gig at Manchester international 1 in 1990.

We were seated up in the gods with a side on view of the stage, the band were very good value over there 2hr 15-minute set and we watched the last track stood up by the barrier. Marcus headed off to a Christmas works do and I must have resembled a sulky teenage emo as I dragged my weary feet back from the tram stop!

We happened to be out and about of 21st December and sallied into the Manchester Parrs Wood, which will always have a special place in my heart as the first pub we ever visited on that mad day we relocated to Manchester, though there some people rather brazenly sat in ‘our seats’ from that first night! There was a band on stage called Irish Fiddle who performed the seemingly obligatory cover of ‘Dirty Old Town’.