I'd been practicing for ages in front of the mirror.....l did my apprenticeship at Pete Quinns Youth Club (or Quinnys as it was known locally)......

l was still rubbish compared to most of them though!

And probably still am today

I'd been practicing for ages in front of the mirror.....l did my apprenticeship at Pete Quinns Youth Club (or Quinnys as it was known locally)......

l was still rubbish compared to most of them though!

And probably still am today

YES I DID DANCE AT MY 1st ALL-NIGHTER.

Edited March 13, 201015 yr by davetay

I did dance at my first all-nighter ..............but trying to dodge the bloody arms and legs of the other great dancers was a bit of a bummer

NO turned up in highly polished shoes & tuxedo, didnt know any records, spent the nite looking down from the balcony watching people spinning, clapping & the skirted widess ladies using 4 times as much floor space as everyboy else

Nope....Walked into the Torch...stood and watched in awe as the seasoned dancers strutted their stuff...then around 4am...got comfy on the balcony and fell asleep oh well at 14 it was way past my bedtime

Nope....Walked into the Torch...stood and watched in awe as the seasoned dancers strutted their stuff...then around 4am...got comfy on the balcony and fell asleep oh well at 14 it was way past my bedtime

same place and reaction linda!!!!!!!!!!!!..........i was 17 tho. thanks for bday wishs .......ez

Yup..............At the Torch................................

Ooh Yes,

And it was, Darrell Banks, Our love is in the pocket.

Acording to Russ the truth Winstanley the best dancers danced at the front at the Casino and there was a hierachy . I walked in straight to the front and danced there was no hierachy and I wasnt that good a dancer

P.S, can't believe you had mirrors in your house Webby

Even a budgie,has a mirror,now come to think of it is this why Webby,talks so much.

Kev

Even a budgie,has a mirror,now come to think of it is this why Webby,talks so much.

Kev

Acording to Russ the truth Winstanley the best dancers danced at the front at the Casino and there was a hierachy . I walked in straight to the front and danced there was no hierachy and I wasnt that good a dancer

What a load of bull i danced back to middle and got punched kicked many a time from the great spinners and backdrop dancers

l'd payed to have seen that,Julie!

bet you would

I reckon i danced non stop from early 78 until around 81. so i must have given it large at my first niter

IAN

Not really talking more a chirping really!

Webby,

My Mam caught me dancing in front of my full length mirror with the music full bore,she shouted thats why my bloody carpet worn out

Kev

I did as i.d had dreams about it, so it was a dream come true. /Needless to say i fell flat on me arse trying to spin three times , wearing leather soled shoes on a dancefloor that was always going to take prisoners of fools like me. it was a case of less was more . despite my embarrassment i was picked up each timme an given a friendly pat on the back and had me hair ruffled which dissolved my shame.other lads on the balcony wh had gome with us on the bus had a good laugh at me, and kept asking was i having a good night, in between breaths i barely managed to gasp that , it was "better than i thought it would be " That was the understatement of my lfe really. because it was the best night of my life.

What did he know about dancing?? Think the best were always on the right of the stage about one third of the way down.....Where l was dancing!

Oi that was my bit we must have bumped into each other a few times oops sorry mate

yes at Bletsoe in late 1972 then we went to the big one in Tunstall early 73, thinking we'd be the dogs scrotum sacks inthe event I was fookin petrified, held on to the railings most of the night, I thought the place was going to fall down,

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

A place where lasting friendships were born

A place where talking bollocks was the norm

Where Wrigley wrappers filled the floor

Where the local gangsters stood by the door

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

Where Brut and sweat mixed to filled the air.

Where the girls would dress in the fine Mohair

Where blokes you don't know would say "alright our kid"

Where the same blokes would say "you ok? 10 a quid"

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

Where your hair would stand on end

Where the bloke next door to you became your best friend

Where Tony Jebb would annoy Alan Day

Where Alan Day would blow Jebby away

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

Where Booper and co would perfect their moves

Where the others would try and copy all the grooves

Where the blokes upstairs would be trading toons

Where those arriving would be joining the loons

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

Is now a car park for those that still live there

Most are oblivious but some were aware

That Oct 24th was the Torch Revival Night

"Baby, everything is alright, uptight outa sight"

This dance hall in Tunstall ST6 4AL

I'd been practicing for ages in front of the mirror.....l did my apprenticeship at Pete Quinns Youth Club (or Quinnys as it was known locally)......

l was still rubbish compared to most of them though!

And probably still am today

yes, knecked 5 "chalkies" and an hour later I was flying

I cant dance so I just stand and watch everybody else....... It's took years of practise to perfect

Stood like a prune like John (Ingoctito) waiting for something that i knew to come on and copied a girl from Scotland who was a fookin awesome dancer never found out her name, think she was from Glasgow.

Wigan circa 1977. Used to always try and get under the ultra violet strip lights to show off my white shirt and yellow teeth

I'd been practicing for ages in front of the mirror.....l did my apprenticeship at Pete Quinns Youth Club (or Quinnys as it was known locally)......

l was still rubbish compared to most of them though!

And probably still am today

I had one brief dance with a Jamaican girl I knew at my first All - Nighter , which was at a houseparty in Chapletown , Leeds in the summer of 1965 , where the guy behind the sound system played a mixture of soul , r & b , ska , blue beat , and blues records .

I can remember the dance , but to what record it was , I have not a clue .......

Malc Burton

I didn't dance at my first Northernsoul do, Blackpool Mecca was mine. Taken by my cousins girlfriend after being told that the stash of singles in their front room were Northernsoul singles.

I remember getting up to the Highland Rooms and just standing there trying not to gawp.

Back home Joey and Charlie showed me how they danced and I practiced and practiced.

Stomping was the thing to be seen doing and the hardest step to master, spinning was almost demolition grade, lord knows how many things I destroyed trying to master that little thing.

Beverley Longcroft was my school and for some time all you could see were lads trying to master the spin up and down the corridors.

Wallies in Hull was my first ever public dance and I loved it!

Disco was on its last legs and baggy trousers were deffo on their way out. The casual or smoothie was born and I was top smoothie! Burgundy leather jacket, pegs, five a side tash and a monster wedge!

It was a change in music and dancing to Northernsoul, we didn't attack the floor like mindless wooden tops swirling about and hopping from foot to foot like the oldies stylee, we, the new wave, were a little more sophisticated both in our approach and in our dancing.

There wasn't too much floor work as in chuckin yer sen about, the trousers I wore were definite too tight for that sort of palaver, powder blue cords, keo trainers and pods, kickers and stan Smiths. Hawian shirts and track suit tops, white socks of course!

Love dancing even now and I fancy my self as a tubby kinda Billy elliot sept not as gay!

Love dancing even now and I fancy my self as a tubby kinda Billy elliot sept not as gay!

I'd been practicing for ages in front of the mirror.....l did my apprenticeship at Pete Quinns Youth Club (or Quinnys as it was known locally)......

l was still rubbish compared to most of them though! And probably still am today

Coming up from the South as a cocky, know all Londoner, we were knocked out by the style, intensity

and quality of the dancing, we wouldn't have dared to try emulate the locals, although a mate of mine picked it up really quickly

I can remember the 1st time i walked into the Casino late 73, walked straight into the middle of the floor which was 1/2 to 3/4 empty and just started to dance, i still had my denim jacket on and my bag was on the floor in front of me, i have no idea what made me do that , about 30 mins later as the floor was filling up nicely i started to get a few glances from other dancers who must have thought i was in a disco dancing round my handbag , exit stage right to dump the bag & coat and back on the floor for what seemed like an eternity, did dance an awful lot in them early days then once the addiction of vinyl took over i seemed to spend less time on the floor and more time in the rear record bar

Ahh happy happy days & i have worked out i am now almost twice the weight i was in 73 !!! jeez i really need to dance more now but still all these years later spend 99% of my time in the record bars !!

Ian.

I didn't dance at my first Northernsoul do, Blackpool Mecca was mine. Taken by my cousins girlfriend after being told that the stash of singles in their front room were Northernsoul singles.

I remember getting up to the Highland Rooms and just standing there trying not to gawp.

Back home Joey and Charlie showed me how they danced and I practiced and practiced.

Stomping was the thing to be seen doing and the hardest step to master, spinning was almost demolition grade, lord knows how many things I destroyed trying to master that little thing.

Beverley Longcroft was my school and for some time all you could see were lads trying to master the spin up and down the corridors.

Wallies in Hull was my first ever public dance and I loved it!

Disco was on its last legs and baggy trousers were deffo on their way out. The casual or smoothie was born and I was top smoothie! Burgundy leather jacket, pegs, five a side tash and a monster wedge!

It was a change in music and dancing to Northernsoul, we didn't attack the floor like mindless wooden tops swirling about and hopping from foot to foot like the oldies stylee, we, the new wave, were a little more sophisticated both in our approach and in our dancing.

There wasn't too much floor work as in chuckin yer sen about, the trousers I wore were definite too tight for that sort of palaver, powder blue cords, keo trainers and pods, kickers and stan Smiths. Hawian shirts and track suit tops, white socks of course!

Love dancing even now and I fancy my self as a tubby kinda Billy elliot sept not as gay!

Simon, when was your 1st night at Blackpool Mecca? (year)

We once went to the Wallie Club (Beverly Rd.)

Soul Sam was the guest DJ (late 90s/early 00s ?)

It was a few rooms jobby, Sam turned and said to me it abit odd here.

Only knew a few people there Martin and co.

There was a black guy DJing in the Modern room, he knew me but I couldn't remember who he was.

Don't think I have ever seen him since.

We where in the JAZZ-FUNK/DISCO room before we left. and the local not-rights made the DJ play "Someone Else's Guy" 3 or 4 times on thr trot.

Yours Dave & Lou.