SWAN STREET, MANCHESTER 7.19AM “WHERE YOUR ACCENT IS AN APHRODISIAC I was in bed, having a lie in, and my partner happened to be intently watching a video on Facebook in which Ian Brown and John Squires from the Stone Roses were being interviewed. It had been posted by XFM under the title “Most Awkward Music Interviews Ever“, and the conversation between the 2 young Roses and the interviewer contained wastelands of silence, interspersed with the sharp, confident insight peculiar […]
CREAMLINE DAIRIES, REDBANK, MANCHESTER 5.55AM I awoke at 4.55AM to a single bird chirruping, sensing dawn’s approach, and my first thought of the day was whether the other birds had murderous feelings towards this lone piper as it roused them from their slumber. As I was readying myself, for some reason I kept wondering as to why I never felt threatened when I went out, why I just assumed I would be safe from being mugged or assaulted. The morning, […]
ENGLAND’S NEW YORK – DALE STREET, MANCHESTER 5.52AM & TARIFF STREET 6.18AM A friend once said to me that Manchester was England’s New York, that it shared more in common with that city than London. Often film makers seem to think this too, and the Northern Quarter has often doubled for Gotham. It’s common to see the old warehouses on Dale Street surrounded by trucks and wires, with huge lights poking through the empty window frames like curious Triffids. As […]