Let’s get the music entries out of the way, then. You’ve had too much fun reminiscing about Rory Gallagher and The Who; it’s time for some more American “fuzzy bedroom pop”. I made that genre up, you can buy it for £2.10 (£1.60 with CAMRA discount). Between Alix Page and Gracie Abrams I nipped next… Continue reading GRACIE !
9 May 2022. Back in February I told you how Alix Page from Costa Messa, CA was dominating my Tidal playlist, and lo and behold 3 months she tips up in the UK supporting Gracie Abrams, who I’d bought a ticket for before Alix joined her tour. The sun shines on the righteous, even in… Continue reading NO QUEUES FOR THE BAR, OR THE GENTS, AT THE ALIX PAGE GIG
Just to prove I do occasionally (mostly by accident) take advice, I did take a pub tip from Chris Dyson for my second pre-gig pint in Leeds. Chris and 6 Towns Mart are probably my Leeds experts since the loss of dear old Richard and the imprisonment of BRAPA in a flat in York. Perhaps… Continue reading NORTHERN GUITARS
9th May 2022. Yes, Will, nearly 4 weeks behind. Shoddy work. I press on. A gig in Leeds, a pretty good place for music as Chris Dyson knows. And just a teeny chance of a pre-gig pint. By chance, I walked out of the station the wrong way and ended up at Ossett’s Hop in… Continue reading A HOP INTO GRANARY WHARF
The 18:13 from Gargrave to Leeds was delayed by a minute, so I only had a minute to run from Platform 15 to Platform 6 to catch the fast service to Sheffield, which if young people moved quicker I’d have jumped on before the doors slid closed 30 seconds early. So, an hour to kill… Continue reading FRIENDS OF HAM
I mentioned yesterday the problem with rail travel, the urge it creates to fill in time between trains with a rushed extra pub visit (See: BRAPA, every Saturday night). And so it was on the way back from Harrogate to Sheffield that I found myself having to kill 44 minutes in Leeds without an obvious… Continue reading WHITELOCK’S
21 September 2021. Yes, that’s how far I am behind on these posts, which I’m temporarily having to type with chubby fingers on the phone. It’ll probably mean the photos look odd again but tough. 15 minutes from Shipley to Leeds. 15 minutes dominated by suits talking about “factoring in disbursements”, which sounds like a… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE SCARBROUGH HOTEL, LEEDS
No, not Simon ! He does that job from the Public Bar in the Sam Smiths pub near his York home, now Sir Humphrey welcomes the use of electronic devices again. I’m writing about the Bankers Cat, which Mrs RM and I managed to pre-emptively tick in the 37 minutes between our Hebden and Sheffield… Continue reading LEEDS – BANKERS ?
Where was I ? Oh, yes, watching a brave lady valiantly clear up a pile of vomit (sorry to those of you with weak constitutions) on the 19:09 Huddersfield to Leeds “fun train” on Sunday night, wishing I’d got that Chinese takeaway and headed back to the Sunday night disco at Ivy Green. “Has anyone… Continue reading TICKING CHAOS IN LEEDS
Another tricky post, as I find myself having to praise That Leeds, something an (honorary) Mancunian hates to do almost as much as taking a coach trip round Anfield. I was there the other Sunday to see Phosphorescent at the Brudenell, enjoying the £35 rates you get at Accor hotels before the suits and… Continue reading THAT LEEDS