North Shields Fish Quay Festival comes round each year and generally get worse and worse. The smell of fish the washed up bands of yesterday headlining to promote their best ofs (see Aswad/Cockney Rebel). The highlight is usually a portion of Noodles from the Japanese Noodle bar a water down pint and good raining on…..if your lucky! But you would miss it if it wasn’t on, kind of like Lost, an addiction but so far utterly pointless and unfulfilling.
Scowering papers in May of this year for Fish Quay Fest details led to a dead-end, it was true, no local festival to rip to shreds this year. What would Osibisia or The Real Thing do to promote their best ofs….Enter The Mouth of the Tyne Festival taking place in South Shields and Tynemouth (The UK’s equivalent to Malibu) Similtaineously, initial thoughts of this event were that it would be a small scale Fish Quay Festival spread over a broader area. I was happy to find out I was wrong, okay we had all the same trappings, street performers, jazz bands, stalls selling hippy jewellery, overpriced beer, icecream vans, fish n chips and stalls selling Clown scarecrows on sticks of course (honest! wot the f**k was that all about eh?). Weirdness aside, the festival was great down to four main factors.
1. There were no Charvers
2. It was well organised
3. The priory ruins was one of the best ever venues to see any kind of music, even if it is The Wildcats of Kilkenny and The Real Thing
4. The weather was sensational
Okay I never went to South Shields, which could have been full of charvers, and let’s face it – often is, however, my theory behind the no charvers thing is, that firstly the festival wasn’t overly advertised, secondly the chavers probably thought that as you had to pay for the music on the first night the same applied on the second. It didn’t (que Simpson’s style ha-ha). The music was free on the second night (not great but free anyway). Stick on some salsa and the Chavers won’t know what the hell to do, if it hasn’t got a 4/4 beat then they’re in trouble!
You can only imagine what Spinal Tap live in this arena would be like, there always next year, I hope anyway.

Rockin, well Salsarin’ the UK’s very own seventeenth wonder of the world





“……Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm(repeat until insane)”
