Manchester Venue 16 Academy 3 – Part 1

Within the Manchester University complex on the second floor lies Manchester Academy 3. For those with longer memories it was previously known as the Hop and Grape and the venue opened in the 60’s.

The original layout was very cosy with an entrance to the left of the bar, in later years they expanded the venue marginally with an entrance round the back of the bar. The capacity is 470 and it is my favourite of all the four Academy venues as it remains an intimate size and there is a good view from all vantage points.

My first visit in October 99 was to see Guided by Voices. They are a legendary band from Dayton, Ohio and formed in 1983 with the ever-present lead singer Robert Pollard. They are highly prolific recording artists and despite a couple of hiatuses they have just produced their 30th album and they have been known to play 4 hour shows mirroring the length of some Bruce Springsteen and E-Street band gigs.   

They received regular airplay on college radio which was the route REM traversed when progressing into the limelight. They flirted with fame when appearing in the Strokes ‘Someday’ video. Nobody sounds quite like them and ‘Under the Bushes Under the Stars’ is a fabulous album and comes recommended.  

Unfortunately, the sound system in the venue didn’t assist on the night and despite moments of brilliance they struggled to convert their recorded output to the live setting, and it remains the only time I got to see them on stage.

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Guided by Voices ‘Under the Bushes Under the Stars album cover. Image Credit colouredvinylrecords.com

They were ably supported by Beulah from San Francisco who created a sunny West Coast vibe and were excellent. Again, I only saw them once and they disbanded in 2004.

My next appearance was in May 2000 to see Grandaddy. They had first appeared on my radar when I was converted to them by their ‘AM180’ track featured on a Q magazine mixtape.

They had their own unique sound resultant in part by the incorporation of some homemade instruments and their wonky Neil Young beauty was superb live. A good time was had by all to the extent that I was somewhat hungover when performing my ‘Jimmy the Cat’ goalkeeper duties the following afternoon for the works football team.

Four months after that I saw the Melbourne instrumental trio Dirty Three. They were fronted by a charismatic Warren Ellis who had an interesting back story as a classically trained violinist, school teacher and a busker around Europe.

He proceeded to do a rambling but engaging monologue prior to each track and then turned his back at the commencement of each song and the band then created a cacophonous racket in an odd rock/jazz fusion. They were great fun and the nearest loose comparison could be Arcade Fire without any lyrics!  

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Dirty Three in full flow. Image Credit Clash

On 24/03/01 I went to see the Minnesota based Low for the first time. In my opinion, they have produced one of the three best festive songs. Their ‘Just Like Christmas’ sits alongside that lesser heard Pogues track and ‘Christmas Song’ by Joy Zipper.

They are quantified in the ‘slowcore’ genre and can be a tad too maudlin for some, but I loved their hushed plaintive harmonies and the exceedingly quiet respectful audience added to my considerable enjoyment of the gig.  

On 09/06/01 we witnessed Rocket from the Crypt who weren’t as sharp as previous stellar performances. We had some significant train trauma on the return journey and didn’t land home until 4.07am.

In March 2002 we saw a woeful band called Vex Red from Aldershot. I just checked their website and am suitably astonished they are still on the circuit. Paul Bruzzese was at a gig downstairs so we left before the end of the set and endeavoured to shoehorn our way into the Tomahawk gig in the venue downstairs without success!  

Preston Venues 2 to 4

There were a plethora of nightclubs in Preston back in the day. There was No No’s on Heatley Street with the mini dance floor and tasty pizzas (now a Chinese restaurant), the Piper opposite the bus station, Gatsby near the Playhouse, the Manxman down on the Docks and the Bull in Royal in town where it used to cost a paltry £2 to stay till 1am, to name but five.

The one I frequented most that I must pay homage to was Raiders (latterly known as the Warehouse) off Church Street in the centre of town. It was primarily the only indie club in town, so suited me down to the ground and I was a regular attendee from college days in 1985 through to the end of the millennium. It was just one floor initially and was gradually renovated up to a three floor capacity. Big Bill was on the door and a regular tipple was Murphy’s and occasionally somewhat foolishly 20/20 Mad Dog! It was a somewhat dingy venue and the music was fabulous, and I recall Euro 96 and PNE promotions were celebrated in the establishment.  

Remarkably and I am not altogether sure why I never saw a gig there, however there are three tales that spring to mind about the venue. Joy Division played one of the last gigs there where a live recording was captured for posterity and rather quaintly within the recording there is an announcement that the midnight bus to Burnley will be departing shortly. Black Flag also famously played a gig there (sadly never managed to catch them) and Henry Rollins still tells the tale of being beaten up at the gig. He once recapped that story to Terry Christian on an edition of The Word. The third story being when Discharge cancelled a gig there at short notice and it all kicked off and became known as the ‘Warehouse Riot’ portrayed in colourful detail in a song of that name by my good mate Jez Catlow’s band Deadwood Dog.

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Raiders in 1980 at the time of Joy Division gig. Image credit joydiv.org
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The Warehouse today. Image credit flickr.com

Continuing the nightclub theme there was a joint nightclub off Orchard Street. One side being the Soul/Dance side named Squires, which I have visited only once as a group on Gill’s 21st. The other venue via an interlocking door was the marginally more indie Snootys club. It had seen better days with ripped seats, but it had a ragged charm about it. I saw my mate’s band Purple Turtles there in 1986 in a stage in a corner of the venue. From memory I guess you could quantify them in the psychedelic pop genre. Snootys/Squires went through various derivations afterwards and closed permanently in 2016. Useless trivia again- Snooty’s entrance is near the Black Horse pub which apparently holds the distinction of one if not the only pub in Britain that has entrances onto three separate streets.  

Around that time, I also saw the Turtles at the Bodega Bar which I think was at the bottom of Cannon Street. It was a home crowd with lots of school and college colleagues in attendance and I recall enjoying that gig.

There was for a short-lived period a decent venue located down Avenham St called the Paradise Club linked to the Maguires pub next door. I saw one gig there in 1985 which was a John Peel fave the Three Johns who to be honest were pretty dull and disappointing. The venue captured some good bands for a spell, the Rain Parade played there but one of my regrets was missing the Pogues there in front of a very sparse attendance.  I was in town that night but foolishly declined to attend. One other memory was one night me and my brother being in there on our own and having a free reign on record requests and the dancefloor to ourselves!

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Paradise Club. Image credit flickr.com