Monthly Archives: April 2015

Bradford Gigs

Bradford in the 80s was a hotspot for ranting and punk gigs. Nick Toczek did sterling work putting on some great shows.
These flyers, from around 1987, are for some of the gigs he promoted.
Nick did the bookings, and ran the whole thing jointly with the late legend, Willi Beckett, who – amongst other things, was a fine poet and lyricist, fronted The Psycho Surgeons and was shadow Minister of Mental Health in the Monster Raving Loony Party.
Of particular interest is the one that lists info about the acts billed.
There’s an early Julian Clary cabaret gig here, he then gigged as the Joan Collins fan Club. Bloody good he was too.
Also worthy of note are a Seething Wells musical project Hobnailed Terrier Frenzy, I think that was with the Redskins’ bassists’ brother Mike.
Big thanks to Ginger John for these.

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John Cooper Clarke With Socialist Appeal

Big thanks to Russell Thompson who turned up this gem.
He writes – A Marxist friend of mine (possibly the only Marxist in Braintree) was recently having a clear-out and asked if there was anything I wanted. Amongst the copies of Quite Right Mr Trotsky and Starry Plough monthly, I happened upon two issues of a 1970s magazine called Voices: Working Class Poetry and Prose with a Socialist Appeal. One was from ’75, the other ’78.

They’re A5 fanzine-style things, consisting on the whole of competently-penned but unsurprising material. The earlier one, housed in a sub-Gerald-Scarfe cover, throws up titles such as ‘Prophecy of Revolution’, ‘Tribute to a Union Man’ and the oddly prescient ‘Epitaph for Maggie’ (not about her, as it happens). And, gosh – there’s a poem apiece by Les Barker and Keith Armstrong. And – what’s this? – J Cooper Clarke?!?

What we have here, two years before the start of the Hannett era, is a rather splendid piece entitled ‘No, We Don’t Like to be Beside the Seaside’. It’s a bit more free-verse than his greatest hits (that’s concessions to public taste for you), but otherwise most of the hallmarks seem to be in place:

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Classic stuff. And the moral of this story is: You never know what might be in a Marxist’s shed.

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