Manchester Venue 178 – Stage and Radio

A couple of years ago I was persuaded to make my debut in attempting an escape room with my pals  Clare, Hayley and Lottie, the venue being located down Port Street buried deep in the Northern Quarter. My first sighting of this concept was on the Crystal Maze TV programme in the early 1990’s which was very popular with hosts including Richard O’Brien (Rocky Horror Show) and Ed Tudor-Pole (lead singer of punk band Tenpole Tudor). It then evolved in 2003 into physical locations across the world, totalling 50,000 by 2019.

The Crystal Maze. Image Credit justwatch.com

It is based around a team using mental agility to solve clues and puzzles to ensure you can escape the room (or rooms) within a specified time limit. In our instance it was an interesting dynamic to watch four project managers and their different approaches, a couple were in the hyper harum-scarum camp and the remaining two in the considered analytical mould (myself contained in the latter more horizontal category!). The synergy coalesced and everyone wholly contributed to enable us to make our exit in time to head to the nearest pub for an after action review!   

Further down the road you will find the Port Street Beer House which does exactly what it says on the tin with a rotation of 18 keg and 7 craft beer lines. They opened their doors initially in 2011 and were the forerunners of the craft beer pubs that now proliferate widely across Manchester. They have a compact bar area downstairs with a function room upstairs and outdoor seating available for those sunny evenings. 

They stage ‘meet the brewer’ sessions, one of which I inadvertently witnessed, where they ran through the merits and tasting notes of each beverage on sale. They also introduced the innovative concept of the Indy Man Beer Con, which was a four day festival and reportedly the first of its kind across the country specifically for the craft beer trade. The successful events ran for eight years being before stalled by the pandemic.

Port Street Beer House. Image Credit pubgallery.co.uk

On the corner of Port Street and Great Ancoats Street a remarkable discovery was made in 2016 when preparations were being made to build a 13 storey skyscraper. Builders were astonished to find an ancient underground pub, complete with untouched brandy bottles and personalised crockery emblazoned with the name of the former landlord Thomas Evans. He owned the Astley Arms pub in 1821 which was eventually demolished in 1986.

Next door to the Beer House is Manchester Stage and Radio which is located within a 200 year old four storey warehouse, which is so synonymous with many other venues in the Northern Quarter. I have just discovered it has a long and illustrious history with the site being the city’s oldest nightlife venue. It originally opened its doors straight after World War 2 in 1946 and was a renowned jazz venue for many years led by renowned promoter Eric Scriven. It was named Club 43 after its address of 43 Port Street and luminaries such as Miles Davis, Ronnie Scott and Ella Fitzgerald graced the stage there.

An old flyer for Club 43, probably dated early 1960’s. Image Credit crj-online.org

Fast forward half a century to 1998 and at an ‘In the City’ showcase Muse and Coldplay both played, and the rumour goes that the latter were scouted by the Universal Records representative Debs Wild at that very show, thus subsequently signing their first professional recording contract. It was then for a spell a salsa dancing location trading as Cuba Café. In 2016 it morphed into its current iteration and three years later it moved under new ownership, and they developed it into a specialist electronic dance venue.

They have an outdoor space and upon entering you have a jazz influenced ground floor bar and upstairs is the Attic with seating and table service which can be hired out for functions. They have also converted the downstairs space into a dimly lit nightclub with a capacity of 150 and an accompanying licence until the post witching hour of 4am.

They have greatly improved the sound and acoustics by subtle but effective changes such as repositioning the booth. The booth is also adaptable to allow it to collapse so allowing bands to play. The initial launch involved CROP Radio undertaking an epic 15-hour live stream, I am sure punters needed some kip after that one!

On one of my sporadic visits to the establishment I discovered my attendance was on one of the live music nights and a chap called Steve Johnson was playing in a corner of the main bar.   

Liverpool Venue 4 – L2

On the November 2001 Mogwai British tour there were rather unusually for them no Manchester dates scheduled, thus plans were hatched to watch them in Wolverhampton and the following week in Liverpool. So, on Friday 09/11/01 we boarded the Northern Ivor the Engine express to Liverpool Lime Street.

John Dewhurst and I deposited our overnights bags at our accommodation and proceeded to have a sally around a few Liverpool bars with Uncle George joining up with us later after he had finished his work shift. When meandering down Matthew Street I unexpectedly heard the hollering of my name, which always throws you when you are out of town. The source of the shouting was a mate from Preston called Pete Lester whose latest band Bridge were playing the famous Cavern that very evening.

We joined him for a bevy in the said venue, whilst perusing the tiny old stage where the young Beatles played, before checking out the back room where a more modern stage had now been erected.  In the final pub before the gig, we were subject to some barracking from a group of Everton fans regarding our status as Preston fans. In retrospect, this all seemed highly ironic when six months later they came to poach our young manager, David Moyes!

Liverpool Cavern. Image Credit thousandwonders.net

The venue that night was Liverpool L2, situated on Hotham Street.It latterly changed its name to Carling Academy and then O2 Academy. There are two halls with respective capacities of 1200 and 500 and I am not sure which one we attended, but more likely to be the smaller one at that point of Mogwai’s career. The venue had a decent pedigree as within the couple of years preceding my visit Mercury Rev, Moby, Flaming Lips, Travis and Muse supported by Coldplay graced the stage there.

My brother was also in attendance at the gig whilst visiting friends in Southport and was aiming to surprise me, but we ended up missed it each other!

I have given this some thought and stand by the assertion that this remains my favourite ever Mogwai performance. It wasn’t the noisiest I have seen them as that would be surpassed by Glasgow and Sheffield gigs, but it was the fact that the sound was so crystal even the quiet elements were loud. It was further assisted by an excellent relaxed venue and their choice of set list and as ever at that stage they finished with their twenty minute ‘hymn’, ‘My Father My King’.

Post-gig, we considered going to the cavernous Krazyhouse nightclub, but deferred on that option, subsequently visiting the club for my only appearance a couple of years later.  Our preferred alternate was to purloin some supper in China Town.

Liverpool Krazyhouse nightclub. Image Credit Liverpool Echo

When walking back to our hotel, a young chap pulled up in a car next to us. It became instantly obvious he was stoned up to the eyeballs and was babbling incoherently to us before driving off. We allowed him a very safe distance before we set off again!   

Our digs were the Campanile hotel on the docks, a somewhat dubious establishment, where we got very little sleep due to the noise levels of other residents. So, the morning dawned finding us hungover and dehydrated, a trio of bumbling nodders traversing back to the station.

On arrival, our dilapidated states were not helped by the fire alarm going off and an evangelist punter who approached us and coined phrases such as ‘you can’t be a winner if you are a sinner’. I had no energy to compose a cutting riposte and thankfully my withering look served to keep him at bay!    

When we landed back in Preston, we refuelled with a couple of pints and a homemade curry in the Welly pub on Glovers Court before heading home for some much-needed sleep.