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’. 

Second T in the Park Festival

Having previously commuted from Edinburgh for the 1999 festival, we made a conscious decision to identify some accommodation nearer to the site for the 2000 version. As a result, we found a B&B in the little village of Glenfarg just off the A75, Gill attended this festival for the first time.

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Glenfarg Hotel. Image Credit Undiscovered Scotland

One element we had no control over was the weather and what we were confronted with was the most persistent monsoon rain I have ever encountered; it just never stopped the whole weekend. We were fortunate to be able to leave the site and I had unbounded sympathy with punters who were camping.

I recall seeing the reports of the weather at one particular Glastonbury being so inclement they encountered the first cases of Trenchfoot for around a century, they must have run close to that in 2000. When we see torrid weather nowadays, we acknowledge it is raining but can verify it is indisputably not T in The Park rain!    

On both days of the festival, we headed into Ayr for a couple of drinks before grabbing a taxi down to the site. In one of the boozers on the Saturday, I think it was called This Old Hoose, we encountered a couple of older ladies, christened the ‘Golden Girls’ who were happily imbibing Gin and were good company.  I kept looking out the window consistently echoing the refrain ‘it’s getting brighter’ even though it patently was not!   

There was a fine bill on Stage 2 on Saturday, and it had the humungous additional benefit of being in a marquee and therefore under cover.  The Wannadies produced a great guitar heavy set before some softer soothing tones with the excellent Morcheeba.  Following them was the erstwhile singer songwriter Beth Orton.  In the Dance tent we caught a portion of David Holmes.

In King Tuts Wah Wah tent we watched Lapsus Linguae and Looper. On the main stage we saw segments of both Ocean Colour Scene and a reprise from the previous year from Fun Lovin Criminals.  We watched the whole of Moby’s headline set where you could witness a sea of yellow temporary T in the Park macs providing sparse cover in the conditions. Moby was good but provided a carbon copy of the Glastonbury set from a couple of weeks earlier, knew I should have swerved that to keep a fresher outlook.

Me and Gill lost Uncle George and John at one stage due to a miscommunication and this was in the days before we all had mobile phones, we luckily found them a couple of hours later prior to the taxi back to the digs.  

On the Sunday morning, there was a brief one-hour respite in the weather, so we went for a local walk but were instantly surrounded by smidges on the motorway bridge, so that exercise was soon curtailed.  

In the Dance tent, we caught Darren Emerson and a part of a banging set from Leftfield. We also watched a terrific more dance-oriented set from Death in Vegas. Elsewhere we saw a very early performance in a side tent from Coldplay and also witnessed A, Dum Dums, Dark Star and Embrace.

There was a hit laden set from Supergrass who followed Idlewild on the main stage. There was a fun performance from the indefatigable and timeless Iggy Pop and we stayed for some of Travis’s headline act.

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The irrepressible Iggy Pop. Image Credit Gigwise.

We then squelched off to the taxi pick up point and got summarily ripped off by the taxi firm, but to be honest I didn’t care as I would have paid 10 gold bars to depart the site by that stage!

When we landed back, the lad on duty at the hotel ordered boots off and he graciously opened the back bar for us. He served us soothing brandies and whiskies and we could watch the festival highlights on a little portable in the corner of the bar. What lucky people we were, and it provided a warming end to the weekend’s activities!