Manchester Venue 31 Night and Day – Part 3

In my humble opinion the most criminally underrated band over the last 15 years is a band from Norwich called Sennen. They formed in 2002 and were named after a Ride track and have produced five excellent albums which I return to on a regular basis. They are in the post-rock Mogwai mould with a softer side and they produce hypnotic music with hushed shoegaze harmonies.

I think what has hindered them is their aversion to touring and in those 19 years of existence they have not yet totalled 150 gigs, UK Subs and Status Quo would probably hit the total in a calendar year. Prior to me becoming aware of them they played the Cellar Bar in Blackburn. I was aware of a Deaf Institute gig but couldn’t attend but in retrospect was glad I didn’t make it as it transpired, they only did a short post-midnight set.

Thus, when I heard they were playing Night and Day on Easter Monday in 2010 I ensured I would be in attendance. I recall Uncle George and I trying to find somewhere beforehand to eat in and around Rochdale Road near the Wing Yip supermarket and we ended up in a little noodle bar. The area we were scouring that night is now unrecognisable as it subsequently turned into the regentrified Ancoats area.  

Rather sadly, there cannot have been more than 20 people in the venue. Despite the band being somewhat rusty I thoroughly enjoyed their 45-minute set. I also had a parlay with them afterwards and they turned out to be genuine down to earth lads. They were supported on the night by Rarely Spun.

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Sennen. Image Credit Last FM.

The following year we saw Slaughter and the Dogs, the old punk band who formed in the local suburb of Wythenshawe. They were in very good form with a terrific crowd interaction and it was a fine gig. The night ended in chaos as we miscalculated the time and subsequently missed the last train from Victoria. This resulted in an expensive cab home on a very filthy rainy night, and I was very glad to land home that night!

In 2018, I attended a gig there with my North East correspondent Jamie Young. We had a pre gig visit to the infamous Marble Arch pub and a pizza in the Mackie Mayor food hall. The band in question was Black Delta Movement, a psychedelic garage rock outfit from Kingston Upon Hull. Regretfully, it was a disappointing set and they were outshone by the support band Mr Strange, an engaging three-piece band from Isle of Wight.  

Later that year, I went to see the Orielles from Halifax accompanied by Gill and one of the brightest people I know, Dr Laura Buckley. The bands fortunes were on the upswing at that point, but they honoured a commitment to play Night and Day which was gracious of them. They have a quirky off kilter sound but were an enjoyable watch. They were supported by a mournful downbeat set from Laetitia Sadler, who is better known as a member of Stereolab and Le Price Maori.

Saving the best to last was one of those random gigs that you very rarely encounter by catching a remarkable band at the inception of their career and you know instantly it is a privilege to be there. At the Dot to Dot festival in 2018 we happened to wander into the venue just before a very early performance from Dublin’s finest Fontaines DC.

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Fontaines DC on stage. Image Credit Irish Times

They wandered on and had a captivating presence with lead singer Grian Chatten prowling the stage like a caged tiger and the band in perfect synch behind him. They only played a 30-minute set (perfect pint supping timespan) but what a fabulous half an hour they produced. Algarve Ray was also in attendance and he looked as awestruck as me after the gig!

Blackpool Gigs

Blackpool has always been an anathema to me as a Preston North End fan, however grudgingly I must admit the place does have some merits. I had many trips when a wee pup to the Pleasure Beach and me and Gill have had some fine day trips there in the past followed by a Chinese at the Mayflower on the sea front. Additionally, my stag outing involved beer stops on the train back from Blackpool South to Preston.

Blackpool has not been a fertile ground for gigs as I have only attended 4 in total over the years. The first involved Status Quo in 1984 on their farewell tour. You may chortle at that as they are still on the circuit, but it was officially their last tour, until the intervention of Live Aid brought them out of retirement the following year. The concert was at Blackpool Opera House and was my second ever gig.

We travelled the 20 miles over on a trundly bus. It was a large auditorium and we were sat up on the front row of the balcony. They were very good value and thumpingly loud and somewhat predictably ‘Rocking All Over the World’ went down a storm. Due to the encores we missed the last bus and my mate’s dad had to undertake a mercy mission to come and pick us up.

There followed a gap of 6 years to the second gig foray into Blackpool. It was a wholly unplanned one as I was out on a works do on a Friday afternoon around Preston and my mate Spig who resided in Blackpool mentioned that the Family Cat were playing at Blackpool Jenks. I can find no history on the venue, but it has clearly since bit the dust.

This club was home to Zone in its early years.
Blackpool Jenks having seen better days. Image Credit blackpoolgazette.co.uk

After a couple of sherbets, the gig attendance sounded like a fabulous idea, so we pottered off to the train station. On arrival in Blackpool we ran into a couple of his other mates who also decided to attend. Blackpool Jenks was located opposite the North Pier and after going up an endless flight of stairs it resembled a nightclub setting with stage towards the back. Family Cat were the first band I witnessed to have four guitarists which is always an enthralling sight to me as a colossal guitar fan. The four-guitar pronged approach was repeated most effectively years later by Mogwai. It was a very late gig and I recall they made an impressive racket. The day ended with me crashing on Spig’s bedroom floor.

The third gig was to see the Proclaimers in the Winter Gardens on 21/06/08 and they were as enjoyable as ever in a decent venue with excellent visibility. The fourth and final one is a treasured one as me and Gill were lucky enough to see the Specials at the Empress Ballroom on 04/11/09. I was too young to see them on their first time round but grasped the opportunity on their initial reunion tour. It was on an apocalyptically wet Tuesday night and we had a decent Thai meal beforehand. It was a large venue with a huge sprung floor which even if you didn’t dance yourself had an instant trampoline effect and they went down an absolute storm and continue to be as relevant as ever. We squelched off for the last train from Blackpool North which remains one of the most soul less stations I have ever encountered, a proper end of the line. The other place that springs to mind resembling it is Fuengirola which is another unappetising station. There were also many reprobates on the choo-choo, but we landed home safely after what remains a landmark gig.   

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The Specials on stage. Image Credit Wikipedia.

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