All in all, the evening is hurtling towards being classified as a success. The crowd sing happy birthday to Cribs drummer Ross Jarman, I drink four pints of fruit cider, and my friend bonds with a random couple at the bar over pictures of cats. Manchester is also treated to the first live performance of Nothing for eight years, a storming rendition of live favourite Come On, Be a No-One and a triumphantly well received I’m a Realist. Their set here is short and punishing with the Wakefield band hammering through 12 songs starting with the brutal stomp of Our Bovine Public and ending with a show stopping rendition of Be Safe. I saw The Cribs just a few weeks ago at Bingley Festival where they played an unstoppable show. On a personal note, it is also pleasing to see Joe Carnall Jnr of Milburn playing bass with his Sheffield brethren, mainly because I like to see his face. Open Your Window and, of course, Heavyweight Champion of the World are well received but it is during Bassline that the crowd really goes off with flares and pint glasses adorning the shadow strewn ceilings of the Victoria Warehouse. Jon McClure has cornered the man of the people market and the band leave nothing on the stage. After being unfairly written off as a one hit wonder, the Sheffield band are now playing to their biggest ever audiences and have carved out a reputation as one of the UK’s most reliable live bands. Reverend and the Makers however are enjoying an Indian summer. We performed a few laps to get our bearings and in doing so took in Glass Caves, who were hairy, loud and full of Yorkshire passion, Lion a female singer-songwriter who combined a guttural snarl with an imposing stage presence and the View’s Kyle Falconer who appears to have gone solo in order to sing songs that aren’t as good as those he performs in his day job. The basement level of the warehouse maintains the veneer of the original structure and this gives Victoria Warehouse the feel of a secret, underground club. What we found was a labyrinthine cavern made up of different rooms with various stages and bars. Ace.Īfter a few drinks in the Northern Quarter of Manchester we stumbled into the doorway of the humongous Victoria Warehouse unsure of what to expect from what is a totally unique venue. Nestled in the heart of Stretford, Victoria Warehouse is an imposing but beautiful former operational warehouse that now doubles up as a hotel and performance space. With that in mind, it’s important to note that Manchester’s Victoria Warehouse is one of the finest venues out there. Give me a tiny tent or a dingy noise pit over a soulless arena or gigantic main stage any day of the week. The venue is so important to the enjoyment of a gig.
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