I went to a lot of gigs in 1979, I seem to remember being out at least twice a week but as I've written before I haven't got a definitive list as it was a long time ago and I don't have all the ticket stubs any more. So here are a few more that I went to that I haven't blogged about already.
The Jam at Salford University May 8th 1979
They were supported by The Records, a band I had seen twice in 1978 on the Be Stiff Tour. That's three times too many that I've seen them.
The Pop Group at Manchester University May 19th 1979
Whilst I may no longer have the ticket for this gig, I at least have a momento. Over 20 years later whilst browsing in a second hand record shop in Greenwich I came across the 'Vibing Up The Senile World' EP by The Good Missionaries who were one of the support bands that night. It's not that great actually.
UK Subs at Manchester University October 10th 1979
I think I've probably still got a badge from this one somewhere.
The Inmates at Manchester University October 20th 1979
The Specials at Manchester Apollo November 1st 1979
Not just The Specials, this was the 2-tone tour with Madness and The Selecter. It was as good as you'd expect it to be except for the power failure halfway through The Selecter's 'On My Radio'. The crowd sang on gamely after it all went quiet on stage but there are only so many times you can sing 'It's just the same old show on my radio' before you realise the irony and fatigue sets in.
Alberto Y Los Trios Paranoias at Manchester University Squat November 2nd 1979
Never Mind The Bullocks - A farce by CP Lee & John Dowie. If I could be bothered to go into the loft and dig out my University box, I could search out the programme for this. But why would I?
The Cure at Manchester University November 21st 1979
They're very big now but they weren't then. They were very good though.
XTC at Manchester University November 28th 1979
It was all about Nigel that night.
John Otway at Manchester University December 5th 1979
I've got the ticket but I don't really remember the gig except for Tony buying a 'Cor Baby That's Really Free' badge. I've seen him countless times since and always try to fit him in at Glastonbury festival.
The Revillos at Manchester University December 13th 1979
They weren't The Rezillos any more which I guess must have been a contractual thing because they didn't look or sound any different.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Disharmony In My Head
Following on from what was the greatest gig I ever went to - a sentiment echoed by Andy Kershaw in his recent autobiography, except he saw The Clash a couple of days earlier than me in Leeds - I thought I'd deal with one of the greatest disappointments I ever went to. Given the number of gigs I've been to over the years there are bound to have been a few duff ones, one or two have been so bad I've left early, but I didn't have such high expectations of those as I did of this one.
It's October 27th 1979 in Manchester and on the back of a host of 'hit' singles, The Buzzcocks are playing a hometown gig at The Apollo. Not only that though, supporting them they have Joy Division who have recently released 'Unknown Pleasures' to great critical acclaim. It should have been at the very least, the gig of the year. But it wasn't. The sound was a complete and utter mess and it completely ruined what should have been a fantastic night out. In fact they played two nights and I went to the first. People I knew went to the second night and it was great apparently as by then they'd sorted out the sound problems.
Since then, if a band is playing multiple nights at the same venue, I would never plump for the first over subsequent nights unless there were other factors to be taken into account. Sound(!) advice I thought until many years later a friend pointed out that if you went to the first and it was fantastic, then with any luck you'd be able to get a ticket to go again the following night.
It's October 27th 1979 in Manchester and on the back of a host of 'hit' singles, The Buzzcocks are playing a hometown gig at The Apollo. Not only that though, supporting them they have Joy Division who have recently released 'Unknown Pleasures' to great critical acclaim. It should have been at the very least, the gig of the year. But it wasn't. The sound was a complete and utter mess and it completely ruined what should have been a fantastic night out. In fact they played two nights and I went to the first. People I knew went to the second night and it was great apparently as by then they'd sorted out the sound problems.
Since then, if a band is playing multiple nights at the same venue, I would never plump for the first over subsequent nights unless there were other factors to be taken into account. Sound(!) advice I thought until many years later a friend pointed out that if you went to the first and it was fantastic, then with any luck you'd be able to get a ticket to go again the following night.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Come For The Party, Come To Make Sure
I've dealt with some of the gigs I went to as a student in Manchester and I'll go on to wrap them up in a final post at some time. But there's one gig that deserves a post all of its own. A gig so stupendous that I'll remember it forever. A gig that I only went to through the great kindness of a friend. I'm not one for making lists of the best gigs/singles/albums/bands etc. but if I were, this gig would be no. 1. It's never been surpassed.
"A friend of mine from the course got me this ticket and I wouldn't mind going but I think it would mean an awful lot more to you than it would to me." Thankyou very much to my old flatmate Tim Sheehy for some of the nicest words that were ever spoken to me. I don't know why I hadn't bought a ticket to go and see The Clash at Manchester Apollo on their 16 Tons Tour but I hadn't and now a good friend had supplied me with a ticket.
The Clash at Manchester Apollo February 4th 1980
I wish I could say that I can remember every minute of it but after 30+ years, there's no chance. What I do remember is that it was loud, very loud, and my ears were still ringing from it 4 days later. This was probably the beginning of the end for my hearing as I now suffer from mild tinnitus in my left ear but I don't think I'd change a thing. I also remember the feeling of elation that stayed with me for the rest of the week as well and can still recall sitting in the luggage rack of the 192 bus on the way home afetr a fantastic night out. I wish I could have seen them earlier in their career and I wished I'd gone to see them again later but I'm happy that I had that one magical night from a band at the top of their form.
"A friend of mine from the course got me this ticket and I wouldn't mind going but I think it would mean an awful lot more to you than it would to me." Thankyou very much to my old flatmate Tim Sheehy for some of the nicest words that were ever spoken to me. I don't know why I hadn't bought a ticket to go and see The Clash at Manchester Apollo on their 16 Tons Tour but I hadn't and now a good friend had supplied me with a ticket.
The Clash at Manchester Apollo February 4th 1980
I wish I could say that I can remember every minute of it but after 30+ years, there's no chance. What I do remember is that it was loud, very loud, and my ears were still ringing from it 4 days later. This was probably the beginning of the end for my hearing as I now suffer from mild tinnitus in my left ear but I don't think I'd change a thing. I also remember the feeling of elation that stayed with me for the rest of the week as well and can still recall sitting in the luggage rack of the 192 bus on the way home afetr a fantastic night out. I wish I could have seen them earlier in their career and I wished I'd gone to see them again later but I'm happy that I had that one magical night from a band at the top of their form.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Music To March To
How on earth had I never seen Killing Joke before last night. They've been going over 30 years and I've been going to gigs for even longer. It's not like I'm a big fan or anything, I only own the first album, but surely our paths should have crossed at some point, at a festival maybe? But no, this was a first.
Support was provided by The Crying Spell and The Icarus Line. I missed the first due to the lure of The Bodega and anyway I think 7:15 is really a bit early for watching a gig. Far better to have a couple of pints of decent beer (Pale Rider and Prince Bishop if you're wondering) before having to pay outrageous prices for fizzy piss in the venue (£4.05 for a pint of Gaymers!).
I got in just in time to see The Icarus Line, along with a handful of other punters. Not much of a draw but they did a fine job. They said they're from LA but sounded more like they were from Seattle crossed with Detroit. A lead singer who reminded me of Iggy Pop (but without the see through jeans fortunately), a bassist who knows how a bass should hang and a drummer who wanted to be Dave Grohl.
And so to the main event. I have a feeling that if this gig had been in London it would have been in the Electric Ballroom and it would have been goth central. But not in Newcastle, it was a fairly mixed crowd who seemed up for it. And so they should, the back line made it one of the most thundering, gut-thumping nights I've had since I went to an industrial techno night at The Rocket back in the 1990s. As I mentioned, I only have their first album so I only knew 3 or 4 of the songs but with a band that have found their niche and stick to it, I recognised them all.
A complete aural assault of a night out.
Support was provided by The Crying Spell and The Icarus Line. I missed the first due to the lure of The Bodega and anyway I think 7:15 is really a bit early for watching a gig. Far better to have a couple of pints of decent beer (Pale Rider and Prince Bishop if you're wondering) before having to pay outrageous prices for fizzy piss in the venue (£4.05 for a pint of Gaymers!).
I got in just in time to see The Icarus Line, along with a handful of other punters. Not much of a draw but they did a fine job. They said they're from LA but sounded more like they were from Seattle crossed with Detroit. A lead singer who reminded me of Iggy Pop (but without the see through jeans fortunately), a bassist who knows how a bass should hang and a drummer who wanted to be Dave Grohl.
And so to the main event. I have a feeling that if this gig had been in London it would have been in the Electric Ballroom and it would have been goth central. But not in Newcastle, it was a fairly mixed crowd who seemed up for it. And so they should, the back line made it one of the most thundering, gut-thumping nights I've had since I went to an industrial techno night at The Rocket back in the 1990s. As I mentioned, I only have their first album so I only knew 3 or 4 of the songs but with a band that have found their niche and stick to it, I recognised them all.
A complete aural assault of a night out.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Inflammable Material
Coming a little late to the punk scene, Stiff Little Fingers (named after a Vibrators’ song) followed in the footsteps of The Clash by writing overtly political songs, largely about “the troubles” in Northern Ireland. Their gritty sound also mirrored that of The Clash and they even included a reggae number on their first album but they were no copycat band and I loved them. If I could possibly put together a list of my favourite singles of all time, “Alternative Ulster” would be on it.
Stiff Little Fingers at Manchester Apollo May 28th 1979
Stiff Little Fingers at Manchester Polytechnic October ?? 1979
Stiff Little Fingers at London Astoria December 10th 1992
Stiff Little Fingers at London Forum March 25th 2011
I first saw them at Manchester Apollo in 1979 and have seen them several times since. When moving from London up to Sunderland I needed a gig to say goodbye to the place and out of what was available, it seemed only fitting that I picked one of theirs. I was son inspired by them whilst a student that one of my course mates even managed to get me to pen a review for the student union newspaper - my one and only appearance in a journalistic capacity. It’s rubbish but here it is anyway:
NO BLOOD OR TEARS BUT LOTS OF SWEAT
When writing about a band like “Stiff Little Fingers”, several words immediately spring to mind such as ‘dead ace’ or ‘superb’. This was definitely the case on Tuesday night at the Polytechnic.
“The Donkeys”, a Liverpool band of some repute played an excellent, but unfortunately 15 years too late, gig. The close harmonies seemed to have stepped straight out of the “Merseybeat” era and their rendition of “Please, Please Me” could easily have passed for the “Fab Four”.
Last time round, S.L.F. played the Apollo and have regretted it ever since but the Factory was too small & they didn’t know the Poly existed. The Poly is certainly the happy medium in both size & sound quality.
S.L.F. charged straight into “Alternative Ulster” and from that moment on it promised to be a great night. They played a well balanced mixture of old & new songs & the new songs seemed to have more power, more depth & more musical ability than all the old favourites, without losing the S.L.F. identity. If the other songs off the new album are half as good as the ones they played, then it will certainly be a biggie. Finishing off with “Wasted Life”, S.L.F. left the stage to overwhelming applause, cheers & whistles.
In the usual style of S.L.F., the encore was silly, the 1st song was stupid but superb & “State of Emergency” superb. Despite 5 minutes of cheering, they failed to return for a 2nd encore, but what a fantastic concert.
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Wednesday, December 14, 2011
The First Apollo
I wish I’d kept all my tickets but inevitably, I wasn’t thinking ahead and as a young reckless student, these things get lost. But I went to loads of gigs during my three happy years in Manchester, it’s just a shame that I can’t remember them all. I’ve got quite a few tickets and I have memories of other gigs and have managed to track down dates on the internet so I’ll go through them here, a few at a time, and remember what I can.
Boomtown Rats at Manchester Apollo 13th December 1978
I’d always quite liked The Boomtown Rats despite them being rather too poppy for my taste. Having just had a hit with “Rat Trap” they undertook a “Seasonal Turkey Tour” to celebrate. A good night I’m sure and I think this was probably the first time I’d been to Manchester Apollo. It certainly wouldn’t be the last and was the venue for the best gig I’ve ever been to just over a year later.
Elton John at Manchester Apollo April 25th 1979
I went back to Manchester early after the easter break just to go to this gig. I don’t particularly like what Elton turned into or the music he produced later on in his career but the early stuff stands up well. The gig started with just Elton on stage playing lots of great songs but the gig was transformed half way through when the most excellent percussionist, Ray Cooper joined him. Elton Started playing “Funeral For A Friend” with Ray Cooper joining in part way through, they then segued into “Love Lies Bleeding”. Absolutely stunning.
Judas Priest at Manchester Apollo May 15th 1979
The first gig I ever walked out of. A friend had a spare ticket and persuaded me to go with him, against my better judgement. Too much leather, hair and spandex for my liking and that was just the audience. I should have known what I was in for after the poodle headed, leopard-skin leotarded, support band, whoever they were, came on but I stayed to see the main act. I wish I hadn’t bothered.
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Manchester, the early years
I mentioned my university interview in Manchester in passing, well I did pass, they gave me a good offer and so I went. Why Manchester? I suppose I ought to say I was inspired by the course and the facilities and stuff like that but if the truth be told, it's in the north and so wasn't far for me to travel back home and being a big city was going to be a better source of good gigs than most other places I'd considered. (Actually to be fair, one of the maths professors had been to our 6th form and given a very interesting and entertaining talk on some of the quirkier bits of maths and that had a bearing on matters too)
My first gig was the Freshers' Ball. Whilst Manchester itself is known for being forward looking musically, unfortunately I'd chosen to go to UMIST which was overflowing with long haired engineers and hence the sort of bands booked by our Student Union weren't exactly my cup of tea. Lots of Dinosaur Rock, prog and folk. The highlight of the week for most UMIST students was the Heavy Metal disco on a Saturday, an event I never attended in all my 3 years at the place.
Consequently the Freshers' Ball on October 7th 1978 didn't exactly grab me when it turned out the band they'd booked was Fairport Convention but they’d also booked Brian James’ Brains as support. Having a bunch of folk rockers supported by the former Damned guitarist’s new band was a bit strange but I figured it was worth going to see the punks and then see how it went. Brian James went down like a lead balloon with most of the audience, though I rather enjoyed it of course, even if there was no real atmosphere in the place, except for the air of contempt and hatred emanating from the hairy folkies. As for Fairport Convention, I suppose it could have been worse. I liked at least one of their songs, "Cruel Felicity", but they did it as about their third number and the first couple hadn't inspired me, so after a couple more I left and went over to the Student's Union at Manchester University instead where I managed to get in to their Freshers’ Ball, though I have no idea who was playing.
My second Manchester gig was a bit more of a success. Having missed the first Stiff records tour to see The Stranglers instead, I was chuffed when another tour was announced. It didn’t have the same calibre of artists as the first one but it was worth seeing and it was playing at UMIST as well. So I traipsed all the way up to the top of the Students’ Union building again on October 16th to watch the shambles that was the Be Stiff tour. (Actually it might not have been a shambles at all but as it was Stiff records it probably was).
The line-up was Mickey Jupp, Lene Lovich, Wreckless Eric, Rachel Sweet & Jona Lewie. From what I remember, Rachel Sweet’s backing band, The Records, were set up permanently on stage and each of the performers came on and did their stuff. Plus The Records got to play a set of their own (unfortunately). I’m sure that the original Stiff Live Stiffs tour was far superior but this was decent too and I liked it enough to catch it all again at Salford University on November 6th, bumping into Wreckless Eric beforehand in the pub.
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Jona Lewie,
Lene Lovich,
Mickey Jupp,
Rachel Sweet,
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