Posts tagged with: ClockDVA

Throbbing Gristle, Cabaret Voltaire, Z’EV – The Lyceum Ballroom, London. Sunday 8th February 1981.

Sunday lunch-time. George Quail, sixty-five year-old, recently retired steel mill worker, is poring over an existential essay written by Genesis P-Orridge, thirty year-old musician, artist and disruptor-in-chief with Throbbing Gristle. Entitled “A Lion In A…

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Naked Pygmy Voles, The Hallamshire, Sheffield. Thursday 27th November 1980.

A Thursday night in The Bee Hive pub at the top of West Street. I’m here with band-mate Charlie Collins, Richard Kirk and his girlfriend Lynn Clarke. This is their local, being just a…

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Futurama 2 Festival, Queens Hall, Leeds. Saturday 13th September 1980.

My first festival, and I’m a little nervous. Not about playing, Clock DVA have been rehearsing hard all week, and even with the bass player tripping on mushrooms, we’re sounding good. I’m…

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Fad Gadget, the Clarendon Ballroom, London. Friday 27th June, 1980.

Pimple-peppered forehead pressed against the coach window, I gawp at Yvonne and Alice, naked and entwined, eighteen-feet high at the side of the road. Yvonne, inscrutable, gently rests her head on Alice’s hand. Alice…

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Cabaret Voltaire and Throbbing Gristle, Sheffield University. Tuesday 10th June 1980.

“I’m So Hollow?” “Here”. “They Must Be Russians?” “Present”. “Vendino Pact?” “Yes, Miss”. A warm summer evening, and its registration time for Sheffield bands at the Lower Refectory on Western Bank. Vice Versa, DVA,…

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The Human League and The Scars, Manchester University, Monday 19th May and Derby Assembly Rooms, Wednesday 21st May 1980.

A job. Finally, I have a job. Almost a year to the day since I left school, and after twenty-five job applications this year alone, I am to be a pensions and insurance clerk at…

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