Preston Venues 8 and 9

Just behind Preston prison, on Ribbleton Lane was the Preston TUC Club (also known as the Ribdale Club). It was a scruffy slightly battered venue with a decent sized gig room on the left-hand side of the building.

My first visit was in 1985 on a Thursday night with the band in question being the Food Scientists. They had some truly suspect barbecued beans with baked potatoes on sale which I really should not have purchased. The band were instantly forgettable and did a short set allowing me to jump on the 11.15 bus home.

My other visit was on another Thursday 10/12/87 to see Chumbawumba. Astonishingly there were five gigs on in Preston that night, a true tsunami of music and a feat possibly never repeated. They included Tank at the Guild Hall and Frank Sidebottom at London Road Labour Club, I cannot recall the other two events.

There was a group of us out and we also ran into Tony Dewhurst in the Greyhound prior to them going to the Frank Sidebottom gig. I headed to the other gig on my lonesome before catching up with John Dewhurst inside the venue.

We witnessed a couple of supports prior to the main band coming on at 10.30. This was prior to their ‘Tubthumping’ 15 minutes of fame period. There was about 10 of them in the band and they very interactive, anarchic and overtly political, creating a vibrant moshpit.

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Chumbawumba promo pic. Image Credit last.fm

They did one song in the style of Dylan’s ‘Subterranean Homesick Blues’ with the discarding of the placards and encored with an acapella version of ‘The Diggers’ for which Billy Bragg had previously performed a cover. They played about an hour set and were good fun overall.

Couple of years later I missed a Snuff gig there as I was recovering from a tonsillectomy. I can find no records there of any gigs into the 90’s so assuming the music part of the venue closed around then.

Down by the River (not the Neil Young track!) in Preston lie the linked Parks, Miller and Avenham Park. The latter has a natural bowl effect and we used to partake in the local tradition of rolling eggs down the hill on Easter Monday.  

Avenham Park on an Easter Monday (before my time!). Image Credit Blog Preston.

There used to be an old stage at the foot of the slope, which was utilised during the Preston Guild events which take place every 20 years (in place since 1179) and this venue was used extensively in the 1992 event. The stage has long now and there is a café and tourist information where it once stood.

I saw four different gigs there over the years. The first being a short impromptu one when traversing the park on the way to another gig in town after a couple of bevies in the Continental pub. This was on 31/05/92 and we caught a portion of Jools Holland and Rhythm and Blues band’s set.

I witnessed two local bands events, the first in July 2000 witnessing Lorane, Bridge and Cujo and the second was on 26/07/03 to see sets by Gotukola, Free Parking, Idiom Lifeline and Neocoma.   

Between 1994 and 1996 Gill and I lived on a flat off Fishergate Hill which was 5 minutes-walk from the park and remarkably a free Heineken Festival was scheduled to take place there.

We headed down on a Saturday in June 1994 and were chatting to a couple of friends whilst a young bunch of upstarts from South Manchester called Oasis were playing in the tent about 100 yards away – I can claim I heard them at least!

We now live within 5 minutes’ walk to where the Gallagher boys grew up and the record shop they frequented and my pal Marcus lives opposite the house where the Definitely Maybe album cover picture was taken

I am sure I saw more than one band that day but did not record the details so the only one I definitely clocked was a superb set from Boo Radleys. The fact that I could witness such a fine band for free on my doorstep was a rare boon. Their best track was ‘Lazarus’.  

The festival continued the following year but with a significantly more commercial slant with Spice Girls playing. I decided to swerve that one and reminisce on the previous year’s show!

I appreciate this is a first world problem, but today marks 100 days since my last gig, my longest gap between gigs since 1994. I am hoping and praying that all these venues, especially the smaller ones  survive the pandemic.

Gig Miscellaneous – Part 1

Over the next few articles, I am delving into the extensive miscellaneous minutiae of all things gig related. The first question I would pose here is why would you choose to listen to or want to see a particular band?

Initially for me this was influenced by my background and my dad who was a music fan and had a decent back catalogue so I first picked up on records by Del Shannon and Buddy Holly moving onto Bob Dylan and also instilling a life long devotion to Neil Young who also contributed (not literally!) one of the songs for mine and Gill’s wedding.

Then the pervasive influence of schoolmates kicked in resulting in an Adam Ant and a mercifully brief Heavy Metal phase. Around 1982, a significant event happened where as a stunningly shy 14-year-old I was navigating the unremitting awkwardness of a school disco where the DJ was spinning the soporific tunes of Duran Duran and Spandau Ballet. Suddenly an Irish lad called Aidan Callaghan requested ‘At the Edge’ by Stiff Little Fingers and then proceed to pogo around an empty dance floor for the next three minutes. I was spellbound by the joyous urgent racket and his unabandoned enjoyment, it was literally a life changing moment for me that music like this existed. I still adore that track to this day!

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Stiff Little Fingers. Image credit Discogs

My elder brother also introduced me to various below the radar American indie bands such as Husker Du, Minutemen and Meat Puppets. Those specific bands reminded me of a decent book called ‘This Band Could Be Your Life’ penned by Michael Azzerad. This commendable tome covers 12 bands between 1981 and 1991 and outlines the commercial constraints of the pre-internet age and the more imaginative way (i.e. flyers and fanzines) they chose to spread their gospel though quite often being restricted to pop up gigs in basements and shop doorways. One unusual stat for you, the Meat Puppets referenced above, generated the longest gap between the first and second time I have seen a band. I saw them play their first ever British date on 18/09/87 and didn’t see them again until 03/09/15 – just shy of a 28-year gap!

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Meat Puppets live. Image credit WordPress.com

It is somewhat difficult to imagine now with all information at our fingertips (arguably too much!) that it was very much a word of mouth existence to keep yourself updated. To exemplify this, I recall Rick Clegg and I on our first holiday in Majorca in 1986 trying to find out the latest Preston North End score. There were very limited options available to us, one an eyewatering cost to ring home and the second to wait for the English papers to arrive which would be 3-4 days later. We managed to circumvent this via a third option by identifying a dingy bar that had World Service transmitting via a tinny radio. It was all worth it as it was announced that we had beaten Cambridge 1-0.

The weekly music magazines Sounds, Melody Maker and especially NME greatly assisted in identifying new bands. I learned to became somewhat adept in gauging my future interest in a band from reading their LP or Live reviews. Their periodic 45’s and more so C86 which was a fine influential mix tape of new shoegaze type bands introduced me to the likes of The Pastels, The Shop Assistants, Half Man Half Biscuit and We’ve Got a Fuzzbox and We’re Gonna Use It.   

I soon discovered at this point after dabbling with various instruments, guitar and drums that I was musically inept, so my future lay in being a listener only, but I was going to make sure I was damn good at it!