Ah, the famous Manchester Academy. Far larger than its baby brother Club Academy, this is where you can see the likes of bands when they're just hitting their peak or haven't quite got large enough to pack out the MEN Arena. Which is often the best time to catch them. I attended my first proper gig here and have been many times since. It has a buzzing atmosphere and is the largest of the Academy venues (things can get confusing here... this is Academy 1 as it's often colloquially referred to, Academy 2 occupies the second floor of the Students' Union, and Academy 3 is situated on the third floor. There, when you remember it like that, it isn't so hard, is it?), located in the prime live music spot of Manchester's redbrick university.
The venue is steeped in history. It's seen some utterly incredible names, from Bolton's Buzzcocks, the first ever band to play here, to Pink Floyd, The Cure, Nirvana, Britrock rivals Blur and Oasis (although obviously not at the same time... how cool would that have been though? Battle of the bands who so obviously despise one another? I'd have paid double), Manic Street Preachers and the Prodigy. Physically, the venue is literally nothing more than a space in which to stand while you watch your heroes do their thing, a few bars littered about, a good large stage and nothing more. But sometimes that's all you need. The frenetic atmosphere that accompanies every show I've ever seen here more than makes up for its austere physicality.
Be careful though, in my experience the bouncers are less than forgiving. I got treated terribly when I first came here - admittedly a naive teenager vomiting is something doormen have to deal with every day, but in all honesty not one drop of alcohol had passed my lips and I was suffering from heat exhaustion. I wasn't used to moshpits, I was a skinny little girl! The harsh comments I received when I went to get air did nothing to calm my nerves, and I do feel like telling bouncers that a little friendliness goes a long way for newcomers to the city. If only I'd have seen Knocked Up before I went. I could have given him the whole, 'You're just a doorman. DOORMAN!!!' speech. God bless Leslie Mann. She says what we're all thinking. read more