Another institution disappearing to make
the city a whole lot worse is The Well. The announcement that the building
situated behind the LGI would no longer continue as a music venue was
devastating, if not unexpected. Only last year, there was a petition to stop
the premises being taken over by some monstrosity or another followed this year by a premature announcement that it had lost. Then, just when
it seemed to have won…
Memories of The Well are many. From as far back as when it
was Josephs and I am working out whether my 16 year old schoolmate on stage has
a red-face because his bass-string has just broke, because it’s fecking hot in
here, or because his mum’s dancing like a lunatic Bez next to the girl he’s
trying to impress. Later and I am scoffing at a Kaiser Chief telling me that
Parva have been dropped but how their change in direction is sure to take him
from pulling my pint to Glastonbury. Then it is new years eve and I am in
drunken delirium being hit in the head by a snowball thrown from the arm of the
headliner. Next it is Live at Leeds and I can’t even get into the bar area let
alone the stage because it’s too full of people watching my best mates band
even though they’re not famous. Oh, and there’s been some damn good music too.
The Kills, British Sea Power, Buck 65, Fucked Up, Gallows, Earth… to December
when the doors must close with a suitably sweaty, emotional and rocking farewell.
Maybe The Well ultimately carved out too fine a niche for
itself as an out-of-town down-to earth hardcore rock and metal.venue. The
location was hardly remote but people can be lazy. The bands weren’t always
obscure but people can be safe. The Well was always about the music; a huge
support for a myriad of local bands stepping out into the world of rock’n’roll
and a showcase for any number of superb cult acts unlikely to visit Leeds were
it not for here. I, along with many others, grew up with The Well. On behalf of
us all, we salute you.