Being a lazy arsed Geography student I took every opportunity to travel up and down the country seeing them during the mid 80s heyday period, sleeping in railway stations, kipping on floors. Even went to Reading 98 2 days after the first Dawson junior was born. Selected highlights below.
Brixton Academy (Dec 83) – 16 years old, only been to 2 gigs before, and here I was at my first NO gig (and a post-PCL London showcase to boot). Five of us squashed into my brother’s girlfriend’s Fiat 500 (immediately christened the Fiat Fartbox). The gig has gone down in history as “a crap one” but for me how could it be, it was the 1st time I’d seen my favourite band. And they pushed the roadie on stage to sing the encore (encore!) of the infamous Blue Monday/Love Reaction.
Bradford Caesars (Mar 84) – went from Norfolk to Bradford on a National Express coach which took 5 days. The gig was only doable because I had an Aunt who lived within walking distance of Caesars. For those who weren’t there, it was an absolute belter. I’m getting goose pimples just thinking about it. What can I say; the EGG/Temptation/586 medley, Face Up, 2 encores.
And I did the 84 Summer UK tour hitching round the country and sleeping rough, but that’s another story for another day.
Wolverhampton was number 33 (glad we’ve established we’re counting Big World Café). Let’s not forget the people; most gigs were attended by a combination of Neil, Tranny and brother Andrew, cheers boys, happy memories!
Oh, best gig ever? Well, there are two kinds of people in life; those that went to Sheffield Roxy and those that didn’t. Mad, absolutely mad.