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’. 

Gigs from Abroad Part 3 – Amsterdam

When I initially set up this blog around two years ago, I had no real concept as to how many articles I may derive from all the gigs I have attended. Thus, to my mild surprise I have managed to reach my centenary 100th article and throughout that period so many people have been supportive and encouraging of my endeavours.    

To celebrate this landmark, I have carefully considered the constitution of this week’s blog. It was a natural step to include Mogwai who I have now seen live 33 times and I thought it would then be appropriate to link that up with the one time I have seen them in a European setting.    

The gang of four, John and Tony Dewhurst, Uncle George and I had for a sustained period yearned to undertake a trip abroad to see the Glasgow post-rock masters. In 2003, we discovered they were on an extensive tour, so I drew up a virtual Venn diagram of the dates matching that against the cost and availability of corresponding flights which pointed to Amsterdam being the most viable option.

This all resulted in us travelling over to Liverpool John Lennon Airport (above us only sky!) on the morning of Thursday 29/05/2003 for the short hop over to Schipol Airport. On arrival at Amsterdam train station we traversed over the road to our nearby hotel.

In the reception, there were a group of lads there with suitcases who had clearly pushed the envelope whilst visiting and were a shadow of their former selves! Let’s just say also the digs we had were not Ritz Hotel quality, with no working light in our bathroom as one of many minus points but at the end of the day it was a bed for the two nights!

Amsterdam is such a vibrant city and covers all criterion with the history, the canals and other more nightly pursuits if that is your predilection! Our frailty was solely in the alcohol beverage domain and there were plenty of options at which to slake our thirst in that regard.

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Amsterdam Night Time. Image Credit martijnKort-Photography.com

The concert was at the famous venue Amsterdam Melkweg. I scrutinised the map and adopted my traditional sherpa role to find some backstreet bars en route, so much so I was asked for directions even though I had only spent an hour in the city myself!

The Melkweg (Dutch translation is ‘Milky Way’) is located on Lijnbaansgracht, which is a vibrant area at night. It is quantified as a music and cultural centre and was previously a sugar refinery and a milk company before opening in its current format in 1970 as a commendable non-profit organisation. There is a cinema, restaurant, exhibition space alongside the main concert venue we were in named the Max, with a capacity of 1500. It was a terrific atmospheric venue.     

Basing our venue entry time of 9pm on British set times, we discovered quickly that even the support act Part Chimp had not yet landed on stage. They are a five-piece formed in Camberwell, London in 2000 and are on Mogwai’s Rock Action label. They had a chunky sound and were crunchingly loud in parts and I thoroughly enjoyed their performance observing from the upstairs gantry.

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Amsterdam Melkweg. Image Credit djoybeat.com

We moved down to the pit prior to Mogwai appearing about 11pm and they ran through a stellar set with many of my fave tracks including ‘Hunted by a Freak’, ‘Ex-Cowboy’, ‘New Paths to Helicon Part 2’, ‘Ithica 27-9’ and an epic ‘Mogwai Fear Satan’. They curtailed their pre-encore set with a colossal ‘2 Rights Make 1 Wrong’, where I closed my eyes for a blissed out 9 minutes 32 seconds. It was an outstanding sound quality throughout and remains one of my favourite ever live Mogwai performances.

We headed back to the hotel but were woken later by a group of lads arriving back who sounded like a herd of Wildebeests!

On the Friday we jumped on a train to a local town which name currently escapes me and landed back in the city in the evening. I recall a novel form of transport in one bar where a couple after paying the bill literally stepped into their boat and headed home. After a few jars the canal bridges began to merge, and we eventually bumbled back to the hotel about 4am.

We thought we might be the last residents to arrive back but no, the Slipknot roadies came thundering in an hour later! The following morning, we gathered in reception resembling the lads who were stood in that very spot 48 hours later. It brought instantly to mind the plot of the Terry Gilliam movie 12 Monkeys where everything is permanently on a time loop!   

We trudged our way off to the train station and safe to say I had a very early night that evening but what a glorious weekend we had!