Not for the first time I had a dilemma. Richard Thompson was playing in the larger Hall One of The Glasshouse, Gateshead’s whilst another hero of mine, Robert Trower, was playing the same venue, on the same night, in the smaller Hall Two. In the past I have solved such dilemmas by trying to see both artists, splitting my time between the two.
Sometimes this has worked, such as when I went to see Rush at the City Hall, came out early and went down to the Mayfair just as the Clash came onstage. On another occasion I saw Culture Club at the City Hall at the time of Karma Chameleon, went down to the Mayfair and saw Marillion on an early tour. However, with a bit searching of the Internet I discovered that Richard Thompson was playing in York a couple of days before his Gateshead Glasshouse appearance. So, I decided to see Richard in York on Tuesday and Robin on Thursday in Gateshead. Problem solved!
So, a trip to York it was, along with carers Jackie and Elaine. Our friendly taxi driver took us to Durham station and shortly afterwards, we arrived by train at York. An equally friendly taxi driver then transported us all to the Barbican Theatre. He promised to pick us up at the end of the show. So far, all was well.
Now, I first encountered Richard Thompson when I saw him perform as part of a duo with his then wife Linda, supporting Traffic at Newcastle City Hall in the early 1970s. I then lost touch with Richard and his music until relatively recently. In the last few years, I have seen him perform at Newcastle Tyne Theatre in the aforementioned Glasshouse. I soon realised what I had been missing. The man is an incredible musician, singer, guitarist, and storyteller. He can switch from intricate fingerpicking on an acoustic guitar to beautiful electric guitar. He has a large back catalogue of songs starting with his time as a member of Fairport Convention in the late 1960s through his work with Linda and then his solo career.
The publicity for his 2024 tour read: “Ivor Novello Award-winning and GRAMMY® Award-nominated legend Richard Thompson returns to York with a full band. ‘The finest rock songwriter after Dylan and the best electric guitarist since Hendrix’ – Los Angeles Times” Influential. Pioneering. A British folk-rock cornerstone. He’s famed for turning emotions into the lightning-speed fretwork, poetic songwriting and impassioned picking that have filled nineteen solo albums to-date. Thompson has had an illustrious career and it’s still going strong. He holds a coveted spot on Rolling Stone’s “100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time.” He’s even picked up Lifetime Achievement Awards from the BBC and Americana Music Association in Nashville and was awarded an OBE in 2011.”
We arrived at the Barbican with plenty of time for a drink and to catch the support act, solo singer/guitarist Jim Moray, who was a pleasant surprise and warmed up the crowd well. “Should you care to look back over the past two decades of British folk music, one musician in particular stands out for having a singular, idiosyncratic vision that has rarely wavered in style and substance. Jim Moray may have garnered initial attention for his digitally driven approach to traditional music, but reflecting on his seven albums and numerous production credits it’s clear that imagination and invention are the real cornerstones of his work. As Moray embarks on his third decade as a professional musician, he can count career-defining performances at Glastonbury, The Royal Albert Hall, and WOMAD, and has caught the attention of those in the know along the way. “I love this singer of old ballads”, enthused none other than Iggy Pop.” (From his website).
Richard Thompson was accompanied by full electric band this tour; I am more used to seeing him play solo. This was a pleasant change, the full band added a harder, more electric sound to Richard’s own excellent vocals and guitar playing. The band comprised Richard’s wife on vocals and tambourine, his son (I think) on guitar and long-time Fairport member Dave Mattocks on drums. The set included an acoustic part in the middle.
We managed to catch the entire set (we have often needed to leave early on previous trips to York) which was great. As we left the venue, we rang our (new) friendly York taxi driver and he arrived a few minutes later to take the three of us back to the station in plenty of time to catch our train. No worrying rush on this occasion! Phew. After the usual short ride back to Durham our local friendly taxi driver transported us back home and I was soon comfortable in my bed again.
Setlist was something like this: Freeze; Hard on Me; Withered and Died; The Old Pack Mule; Turning of the Tide; John the Gun; Al Bowlly’s in Heaven; The Day That I Give In; A Man in Need; Take Care the Road You Choose; Singapore Sadie; What’s Left To Lose; Guns Are The Tongues; Tear Stained Letter
Encore: Dimming of the Day; The Bells of Rhymney; Jealous Words
Many thanks to Jackie and Elaine for the photographs, my friendly taxi drivers and the train for making the journey pleasant and effortless and Chris for manipulating the site.
When I was young my Dad would take me to the cinema. He loved movies and he would take me to all the local cinemas around Sunderland and Newcastle. There were so many more cinemas in those days. We would go three or four times a week to the cinema. I saw every Walt Disney cartoon, all the Sean Connery James Bond films, Cliff Richard in Summer Holiday and all his other films, the Beatles in Hard Day’s Night and Help and just about every film that came out during the early to mid-1960s. I even remember going in the middle of the night to watch a grainy image of Cassius Clay fighting at a live screening in a cinema in Newcastle. And another vivid memory is of going one Saturday afternoon to the Stoll Theatre to see the original (and best in my view) King Kong. I remember being terrified when Kong first appeared on the screen. Well, I guess you are wondering why I am starting my post with this story. The connection is this. The Stoll Theatre is now the Tyne Theatre.
So, roll on almost 60 years and I am back in the Tyne Theatre. Thanks to a restoration it still has all the original, ornate features and is a fantastic old theatre and opera house. And this time it is to see a giant of folk and rock music, 
Jackie and I arrived in time to catch the support act, I think they were called Memoir, an excellent duo with great songs. After a short interval, Richard took the stage. Tonight, we were treated to Richard the solo artist and folk singer with acoustic guitar. Later on in the set he was accompanied by a female singer. At one point he told us how, as a young man, he would travel from his home in North London to the Marquee Club in Soho, to see tremendous acts of the time including The Who, The Move and on a Friday night, the Yardbirds. He said he would stand, in awe, at the feet of the late great Jeff Beck.
Richard took us through a selection of his extensive repertoire including back to a song he wrote with Fairport Convention “Genesis Hall” and a lovely rendition of “Who knows where the time goes” written during his time with Fairport Convention by the unique talent that was Sandy Denny. I particularly like the song “Beeswing” which is quite haunting. Throughout, his guitar playing was impeccable and his unique voice draws you into the story behind the song. I am now completely sold on the talent of Richard Thompson and will try and see him each time he visits the region.
Setlist (Something like): Gethsemane; If I Could Live My Life Again; Genesis Hall; Valerie; Walking the Long Miles Home; Down Where the Drunkards Roll; Johnny’s Far Away; 1952 Vincent Black Lightning; Singapore Sadie; Trust; Word Unspoken, Sight Unseen; Who Knows Where the Time Goes; I Want to See the Bright Lights Tonight; The Rattle Within.
I realised that working alphabetically through my ticket and programme collection won’t cover the festivals that I’ve been to over the years, so I have decided to skip out of the alphabet now and then to cover a festival or two. Hence I’m having a rest from covering artists starting with the letter D and will write something today on the Cambridge Folk Festival.
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