Almost five years to the day since I began tcf in Sheffield, I brought the curtain down on the night alongside two DJs that had been along for the ride for much of that time. There were two reasons for ending it – one, I was preparing to move to London (which in the event […]
The third and longest phase of tcf began here, as my previous night split into two. tcf very much changed after this point, as we began to explore the outer realms of industrial that bit more.
The second phase of tcf ended at this point, as I was unexpectedly offered the chance to take over Thursdays at The Nelson, too – which resulted in the metal that I was playing shifting to Stormblast.
Bringing down the curtain on the first run of tcf, and ending my ties with Huddersfield – particularly as the West Riding closed not that much longer after I left.
It was a short run, but the weekly nights in Huddersfield came to an end the week I moved to Sheffield. They would continue monthly for a little while longer.
The second generation of tcf, if you will, began at The Nelson in June 2004, and began a near-weekly run for quite some time.
Another slow start.
A hot night, after an unexpected week off the previous week.
Ten nights. Already.
Night number nine, and we continue.
Another not-so busy night.
Bank Holiday Mondays – proof that they aren’t necessarily a good night to put something on, on.
Sixth night, visitors from out of town, things picking up.
Fifth night, slow start, better finish. This was the way with these kinda nights – it was rarely busy all night.
The fourth night of tcf at the West Riding. Back to just me again, and maybe by this point there was already evidence of widening tastes.
The third week, and it was my first guest DJ joining me, tanurai from Sheffield. Something I found important with my nights was to ensure that other people were involved, to widen the musical palate a little, and even to discover new music.
From the time: “Last night was frustrating to say the least. “Technical Issues” delayed the start until after 2030, so lost a fair bit of time. Not too bad a turnout, but it is still early days yet.”
My very first DJ set, which seems like a lifetime ago. This was in what was then Huddersfield’s rock pub, The West Riding (now long gone). I had been complaining about the lack of decent music (and DJing) in past weeks. So earlier in the year, I was challenged to do it myself.