Slowdive

Supporting Cranes.

Cranes was the main act but didn't play due to illness (see comment below).

Slowdive supported Cranes.

By the The Serenity Vortex:

It was at a tiny venue and there were only about 100 of us shoegazers, packed into a smoke filled room. They produced this amazing dreamy wall of sound, and whilst not being a particularly engaging band, the music certainly entertained us enough. They were so good I snatched the list off the stage after they had finished their set. I kept both the ticket and the list, this gig was also the day after a major turning point in my life (for the better!), and as such holds fond memories

Neil announces at the beginning that Rachel isn't there yet so they began the show without her. This is why the first song is labeled as "Avalyn II" since it's an instrumental version. Rachel arrives after "Catch The Breeze".

Supporting Cranes.

Supporting Cranes.

From the Holding Our Breath Official Fanzine Part 4: Slowdive – Tour Diary, pages 25-29, written by Rachel Goswell:

It looks (The Black Cat) too big venue for us. We all groan when we see the size of it. Various people are milling around. The two support bands, Lorelei and Le Bradford are there setting up their equipment. This is supposedly a 500 capacity venue, tho' it looks bigger. Apparently, when it's full it doesn't look it due to fire regulations. We find out Carter are playing at the 9:30 club, and we get our usual paronia trip about no-one turning up. We end up with around 270 people, over twice as many as Carter. It looks respectable enough and the gig goes surprisingly smoothly. First nights are notoriously plagued with mistakes, but tonight we play reasonably well. Steve from Lorelei kindly offers to put us up for the night. Totally amazing house. One hundred acres of land. Unfortunately, it was raining the following morning so we didn't really venture out"

From the Holding Our Breath Official Fanzine Part 4: Slowdive – Tour Diary, pages 25-29, written by Rachel Goswell:

Maxwells. A lot of bands play here (apparently). The stafe is tiny, come to think of it the venue's pretty small too! I meet Sheila, we talk, she hands Plume number 5 to us. Everyone in the band enjoys reading Plume, so it's cool to have the opportunity to write this. The lads play a lot of footie nearlytaking the lights out in the process. Le Bradford support us again and kindly lend Nicky their bass amp. The gig is really hot. We sold it out, HA HA!!! The only access to the stage is through the audience. The dressing room is down some staurs below the restaurant next door in what can only be described as a sweatbox. Visions of the stafe being a sauna come to mind, but surprisingly it's quite cool up there. Gig goes well, we decided against doing an encore due to have to fight thru the audience again. Bloody lazy aren't WE??!!!

After the gig things get quite eventful. Talk to a lot of nice people. I meet a female who noticed my Take That necklace (yeah, yeah come on call me a saddo I don't give a shit). She then shows me a lot of photos of them. She works at tower records and they did an instore there. She writes to Robbie. She gives me photos of Robbie. I'M IN HEAVEN!!!!
She also spots the Ren & Stimpy stickets on my guitar, and she says she has a spare Stimpy doll that talks which she'll bring to New York tomorrow. Some people some damn generous!

On leaving the venue at some unearthly hour, being totally pissed out of my head (that's drunk to you americans!), I find I've lost my glasses. Panic ensues, me & Simon go back in the venue to hunt for them while the van drives round the block. We can't find them, so we go back defeated to the van and lo and behold in the middle of the road are my glasses. Relief. Exciting stuff this touring lark innit? We drive back to Sheri's an crash...