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As I’m back up in God’s country (Yawksher) and a non driver that’s unlikely mate, I rely on the largesse of others and paying my share of the petrol! I haven’t done bad mind, last 18 months I’ve
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I moved to london in september 87 myself, just as i was getting into Northern. I'd been a couple of local nights and the wheel revival nighter at the place mate 7, usually with my brother and his mat
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Sounds to me like you need to stop feeling remorse and get back down to the best basement bash out there and try again , next niter is on February 1st ...
I moved to London in 89 as a young man in my early 20s. Rather than believing the streets were paved with gold I was running AWAY from something, which I will keep to myself.
Anyway, to business! Missing my soul ‘fix’ I took myself to central London to try the 100 club, which even in those pre-Internet days had a rep as a hotbed of rare soul.
I knew only a handful of people in the capital city, and certainly nobody on the soul scene so took myself up Oxford st early and was first in the queue. I had my cassette Walkman on and the lad stood on the door asked me what track I was listening to, I told him it was Betty Turner & the Chevelles - ‘The winds kept laughing’ to which he replied ‘coincidence that’s one of our lass’s favourites’
I got downstairs and after an hour or so concluded it wasn’t anything like the Northern venues I’d been used to (Clifton Hall, Bradford Queens Hall etc). The music was ‘different’, instead of traditional soulie dress and hairstyles it was mainly sharply dressed mods, nobody let on with nods or an ‘ok mate?’ and I just thought ‘not for me’, left and got a black cab back to Isleworth….yeah, costly.
Please before anybody feels they should leap to the defence of 100 club I am 100% aware that my knee jerk reaction was perhaps one of the most stupid things I’ve ever done! And one that deprived me of hearing much great music played by terrific DJs over the years….but there you go
More to the point is that in Echoes I saw another soul night advertised, at the Water Rats n Grays Inn rd, Kings Cross. I took myself along there and met the organisers, Chris Dale, Dave Edwards and Chris’s partner Joeli.
That became my go to for soul in the capital and even now 30+ years later I have not forgotten the friendliness to a Northern waif all those years ago, they had some fine nights at that venue, attracting gents of f the calibre of Mark Bicknell and Roger Banks down to spin some rare sounds, and I still treasure my membership card from those days.
Apologies for the verbose nature of this post - brevity has never been a bedfellow of mine, I really wished to post in case either of the 3 people I’ve mentioned are still on the go and read soul source……I hope they are still on the scene and in good fettle, they made a very positive impression on this (at the time) young soulie👏👌
And for all those connected to the 100 club, I fully understand and accept mea culpa in not persevering, I denied myself hearing some different sounds played by the likes of Alan Handscombe, Irish Greg, Mr Croasdell himself and Mr Dobson - as Cher sang ‘if I could turn back time….’