What was the name of the club next door only open a year or two 90's time. Pretty short lived as the building was dodgy. Eclipse maybe?Great pic - Drug raid on Romeo & Juliets 1991 (Hull: The Good Old Days)...
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You wouldn't like Finland then. The bouncers make people queue outside but when they let you in the pub is only half full. It's stupid marketingI used to o there a lot - it was all wood inside and all the windows had heavy metal grills over them - it was a death trap - the fire brigade used to limit tge numbers going in so you had to queue outside until somebody left - there was often more than 50 queuing for up to an hour
What was the name of the club next door only open a year or two 90's time. Pretty short lived as the building was dodgy. Eclipse maybe?
Ye that one. Drug central in there.Eclipse was what used to be Ritzy (among other things) the one they're supposed to be knocking down to build a hotel round the back of Ferensway.
Are you talking about the rave club that was run in the old Edwin Davis department store building?
Ye that one. Drug central in there.
Would never have got that name.It was called Evolution.
The bloke's that ran it were a right bunch of cowboys.
Odyssey definitely had phones on the tables.
I quite liked Dingwalls as s venue, though I can't actually remember many decent bands playing there. I remember going to see Orange Juice, but I wasn't really a fan, the missus liked them.
Odyssey had phones 100%.
Dingwalls was great but unfortunately short-lived. A divey, cramped, sweaty proper music venue. Saw Wilco Johnson there. Blew me away.
And local band Quelle Dommage. Anyone remember them?
Six of them? Did you stop been immasculated?I think it was the first club I ever went to, I must have been 15 and I went with some six form girls from school.
Odyssey definitely had phones on the tables.
I quite liked Dingwalls as s venue, though I can't actually remember many decent bands playing there. I remember going to see Orange Juice, but I wasn't really a fan, the missus liked them.
Six of them? Did you stop been immasculated?
I remember drinking a lot of pernod and black there circa 81/82 but I don't think they were Tarantulas.Ah yeah tarantulas, blackcurrant and something....didn't really have a clue what was in any of them.
It was closed down due to being refused a fire certificate and having it's licence revoked as a consequence.
Though I don't know how I know that, so I might have just dreamt it.
I used to o there a lot - it was all wood inside and all the windows had heavy metal grills over them - it was a death trap - the fire brigade used to limit tge numbers going in so you had to queue outside until somebody left - there was often more than 50 queuing for up to an hour

I remember drinking a lot of pernod and black there circa 81/82 but I don't think they were Tarantulas.
What sticks in my mind about the place was some of the best music ever played at stupefying volume on a suffocating postage stamp dancefloor surrounded by black wrought iron.
The women were mostly punky students and there were lots of private booth seats where you could get properly acquainted.
Spiders was the polar opposite to Tiffanys which seemed to be the magnet for bimbos and knuckle-draggers.
It was a depressing place just before kicking out time after the lad's heavy metal air guitar session successfully stampeded the last totty through the exit leaving you and the other desperados eying up Godzilla in fishnets.I loved that dance floor.
I bet that I looked good on it.