...SATURDAY JANUARY 22ND 1977
Bearded Lady / The Jam play the
prestigious Marquee, London tonight.
500 punters attend. But the days of
playing support to faded pub rockers
was numbered for the Woking trio.
The Jam are under the scrutiny from
Polydor Records who have been
sniffing round 'em since December.
The band have also starting to gain
healthy press coverage in the music
weeklies...
prestigious Marquee, London tonight.
500 punters attend. But the days of
playing support to faded pub rockers
was numbered for the Woking trio.
The Jam are under the scrutiny from
Polydor Records who have been
sniffing round 'em since December.
The band have also starting to gain
healthy press coverage in the music
weeklies...
| Play Middlesboro Rock Garden, UK tonight in what is the most prestigious punk line-up since last months 'Anarchy' tour. |
| play Loughborough University tonight |
| The Sex Pistols and EMI bid their final farewell in writing.The settlement involved the band receiving £30,000 (£20,000 being the underpaid balance of their £40,000 advance ) plus £10,000 from their publishing contract with EMI. "EMI wish the Sex Pistols every success with their next recording contract." - EMI Records |
| THE CORTINAS play the Roxy, London tonight |
RETROSPECTIVE GIG REVIEW....
The Gigs That Gave Birth To A Legend - The Independent Online,
February 2006
THE JAM
Marquee
January 22nd 1977
"They ended up as big as any band since The Beatles, but you would never have guessed it
had you been inside London's Marquee Club one evening in January 1977. The Jam were
supporting a band called Bearded Lady, and they were having difficulty rousing a laid-back
audience who, as was often the way back then, were happy to sit cross-legged on the floor.
Frustrated at the lack of crowd reaction, singer Paul Weller threw everything into his
performance. At 18, he was a gutsy, aggressive front man who barked out his clipped, gruff
vocal lines while flailing energetically at the strings of a red Rickenbacker in the style of one
of his heroes, the Who guitarist Pete Townshend. All this, though, was to little avail. The
cross-legged crowd remained resolutely rooted to the spot.
In desperation, Paul gestured in my direction. I had first seen The Jam a few months earlier
at the nearby 100 Club and had gone along to the Marquee with a couple of friends, Shane
and Claudio, whom I had met at punk concerts in the capital. As The Jam rushed towards the
end of their set, the three of us were ushered onstage by Paul, where we, too, played our
part in trying to liven up the evening. I can't remember exactly how we danced (it must have
been some unholy cross between the punk-rock pogo and Sixties-style gogo), but I do recall
the jeers that came from the still-seated hordes on the floor, the "disgusted Marquee hippies"
as Paul would call them years later on the sleeve-notes to The Jam's posthumous live
album, Dig The New Breed."
Author: Adrian Thrills
The Gigs That Gave Birth To A Legend - The Independent Online,
February 2006
THE JAM
Marquee
January 22nd 1977
"They ended up as big as any band since The Beatles, but you would never have guessed it
had you been inside London's Marquee Club one evening in January 1977. The Jam were
supporting a band called Bearded Lady, and they were having difficulty rousing a laid-back
audience who, as was often the way back then, were happy to sit cross-legged on the floor.
Frustrated at the lack of crowd reaction, singer Paul Weller threw everything into his
performance. At 18, he was a gutsy, aggressive front man who barked out his clipped, gruff
vocal lines while flailing energetically at the strings of a red Rickenbacker in the style of one
of his heroes, the Who guitarist Pete Townshend. All this, though, was to little avail. The
cross-legged crowd remained resolutely rooted to the spot.
In desperation, Paul gestured in my direction. I had first seen The Jam a few months earlier
at the nearby 100 Club and had gone along to the Marquee with a couple of friends, Shane
and Claudio, whom I had met at punk concerts in the capital. As The Jam rushed towards the
end of their set, the three of us were ushered onstage by Paul, where we, too, played our
part in trying to liven up the evening. I can't remember exactly how we danced (it must have
been some unholy cross between the punk-rock pogo and Sixties-style gogo), but I do recall
the jeers that came from the still-seated hordes on the floor, the "disgusted Marquee hippies"
as Paul would call them years later on the sleeve-notes to The Jam's posthumous live
album, Dig The New Breed."
Author: Adrian Thrills
| Alberto Y Lost Trios Paranoias play Nottingham University tonight. |
| Todays edition of the New Musical Express features an Damned/Eater review from the Roxy date of the 17th January by Julie Burchill |
| "The outward trappings of a punk band, with a guitarist/vocalist Paul Weller wearing a stiff standup collar of the Eton variety and drummer Rick Buckler wearing what appeared to be masochistic goggles as used by those under sun-ray lamps" - John Tobler (Zig Zag) |