Cracking news, pop kids - semi-legendary Indie Night Out CLUB SPANGLE is
has returned to London's Listings for the first time in fifteen years as part of the
ongoing and fully flowing rebranding of the Bull & Gate in North London Town.
CLUB SPANGLE, you say? That rings a bell. And so it should. But only if you are
of a certain age and, quite possibly, plagued by an uncertain rage. Where were we
while you were getting high? We were hanging out at the Dublin Castle, of course.
For a short-but-sweaty time in the mid-90s it was the place to be each and every
Monday evening, primarily because Club Spangle straddled the post-weekend gigging
universe like a big-bellied behometh, and partly because Club Spangle's gig-addicted
organisers worked out that every other show in London on Monday night was rubbish.
The memories are hazy. The gigs are legend. The bands are improbable. As Britpop
burned we were putting on Christmas parties with Lush and Menswe@r; getting
frisky with Feeder, risky with 60ft Dolls and misty-eyed with Marion; hosting UK
debuts by Tortoise, Smog, Low and Yo La Tengo; catching a youthful Ash supported
by an even more youthful Placebo; watching Morrissey watching Earl Brutus
brutalising the venue; and hatching plans with Babybird and Blur and Brutal Juice and
lots of bands beginning with letters other than 'B'.
Now, fully fifteen years after those glory, glory days CLUB SPANGLE is picking
up its boots and stomping back to its roots. The original three-headed booking beast
- namely Messrs Laurie, Myhill and Williams has reconvened in darkened ale
houses to reminisce and ruminate and has wisely decided that as of October 25th 2010
Tuesday evenings - always the moody teenager in the family of live school nights in
London will once again be illuminated by a gig devoted to putting on Good New
Bands playing Great New Music. It's a simple formula. Maybe we should dabble with
it more often.