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The local Newcastle police force was taking a keen interest in Mike Jeffery and the goings-on at the club, in particular in connection with the gambling and the late night drinking. In an undercover operation in late the police obtained evidence of irregularities in connection with the way roulette was being operated — the version of roulette at the Gogo was called Legalite. In addition, undercover police posing as late-night Gogo customers tried to order food after normal drinking hours. None was available resulting in a breach of licensing laws.

Mike Jeffery was taken to Court over the matter and lost his late night drinks license. The license was eventually restored after several months when Jeffery promised in Court that his club would not run out of food in future. On 23rd , 24th, and 25th July adverts were placed in the Newcastle Evening Chronicle announcing that bands would be appearing at the club with effect from Friday 26th July.

In comparison with the first year of the Gogo, appearances by jazz outfits were few and far between. The Rolling Stones appeared a few weeks later on 8th November Had the band slipped off to London on their own, Jeffery may have lost them forever. By the beginning of Mike Jeffery and Ray Grehan had parted company.

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In a newspaper interview some years later Ray Grehan claimed the split had occurred when he caught Jeffery skimming money from the profits of the roulette operation. Losing Ray Grehan was not a good thing for Mike Jeffery. The void was filled by regular appearances from local bands the Invaders and Von Dykes plus a band from Carlisle called the VIPs who some years later would become Spooky Tooth. It was midway through that the Juncos first started playing regularly at the club. Their first advertised gig was on 17th July along with another local band — the Vermen.

The times that a lot of people will remember because of the atmosphere, the great bands, the music and dancing. In addition to the top touring and chart bands lesser known bands from London, Liverpool, Manchester and Leeds and other parts of the country were also booked to appear. I was 23 and called Miss Jenny Clarke then. It was like a big family; every night we would go out to the club together. The walls were black with fluorescent skylines painted on.

Each band would play two sets, one in each room. My life was totally bound up in it. It was my work and my entertainment. I danced as I worked. A lot of stars would do a concert at the City Hall first then come to the club afterwards for a jam session. Sometimes it closed at 2. If it had been run as a business someone could have made a lot of money out of it. All the takings would be spent the next day. It was all new. I think the advantage came from watching other people enjoy themselves. You were giving them the opportunity to see all these famous bands and that was fun.

He met an untimely death in when an Iberian Airways DC-9 plane bringing him back from a trip to Majorca collided with another plane over Nantes in western France. Mike was on his way back from Palma to attend a Court hearing when he perished along with other passengers and Spanish crew members in the crash. During the time that he was the sole owner of the Gogo, Grehan was heavily involved in setting up casinos and gambling establishments all over the country so it is likely that he left the day-to-day running of the club, including the booking of bands to someone else. In a television interview, Ronnie Barker, vocalist with the Junco Partners, expressed what he believed was the reason for the decline of the Gogo: Sixty three, four, five, six and the management changed hands round about sixty seven.

And after that the artistic control or whatever you want to call it just went out of the window. They started booking sub-standard acts. However, by the Gogo was losing its status as the top club in Newcastle and was finding it hard to compete with other venues in the town. The Gogo closed its doors in June and, in fact, never reopened. In an interview for Northstars, John Steele of the animals describes his early days at the Gogo: Originally that was the sophisticated jazz lounge but that developed into us the Animals becoming the resident band, and after a while, the policy changed to more commercial music and it was just heaving, jumping and in the young set room you would have bands like the Rolling Stones, who would come in and check us out in the other room.

It was jumping, a fantastic atmosphere. Yeah it was great. This was what he said: It became the Club a Go-Go. It was my first and only job as a designer in the commercial world. The Club a Go-Go was a shining star of the northern British club world, which meant it also had to be a den of iniquity. It was a mixture of teen heaven, with the devil running loose wielding a hatchet. It was the only place outside of one club in London that actually had a full-on gaming licence. I have many great memories from Club A Go-Go.

I remember when the late John Lee Hooker played there, he said to me: This is Newcastle Mississippi. John Lee Hooker recalls his first visit to the Gogo in The acquaintance fruitlessly racks his brain, mentally scrolling through a headful of half-forgot ten fragments of Delta lore. There was a bar I played every night. Oh boy, it was rough. To most Brits, weaned on lurid horror stories of American inner-city violence, there is something almost ludicrous in the notion that someone who had survived in the Detroit ghetto, more or less unscathed, for a quarter-century or so, could possibly be taken aback by a bunch of beered-up teenage Geordies.

He was nervous in crowds, and because of the hit record, most places were jam-packed. In Newcastle it was big, and there were about eight hundred people packed into this place, which at that time in a club was a lot of people. I had to manoeuvre him through this crowd. The Geordie reaction was incredible.

Another band that appeared at the Gogo in was Captain Beefheart. It was late afternoon when we finally asked directions. I said it again and his face lit up: The brogue to my untrained ear sounded Scottish. I thanked him and we drove off to the club. It was a medium sized club with a lot of thick dark tables with initial carved in them, and the smell of ale permeating the whole building. They sounded Scottish, they had very strong accents. There were knife marks all over the booths.

It was a rough looking place. They carved their initials in all the booths. By this time we were into our stride. However it was the best thing for us. Ferry described the atmosphere at the Gogo as heavily charged and said it was the best club he had been to. He also remembered that the walls of the Jazz Lounge had a day-glo mural of a New York skyline. In fact, he helped the artist, a David Sweetman with the painting.

That was near the bus station. So you had to set up in one part of it for the first set, and then you had to move all your equipment through to the other side — there were two rooms, in other words, and the second was more sophisticated. The first was bigger, maybe. Later I saw all sorts of people there: He was like a Sidney Greenstreet figure — this big, big man in a double-breasted suit.

He was a great character — really scary. And some quite hard men used to go there — like gangsters; dressed in mohair suits, with beautiful girls — the best looking girls in Newcastle; quite tarty. Newcastle musician Gordon Sumner, better known as Sting recalls his teenage adventure at the Gogo: It was originally a jazz club catering to the sophisticated tastes that developed in and around the university. The Go-Go is where the Animals had their residency before they hit the big time, and living proof that the Beatles miracle could be repeated, even in Newcastle.

When I am fifteen years old, the first live band I ever see is there: It is a fortunate introduction. Graham Bond is a big -round—faced man with long greasy hair and a mandarin mustache. He plays Hammond organ and alto sax and sings in a gruff and passionate baritone. His band contains figures who will soon become legends: Jack Bruce and Ginger Baker, who will become more famous as members of Cream, on bass and drums respectively, and Dick -Heckstall—Smith on tenor.

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I would watch Top of the Pops with a religious devotion at 7: I loved this show with a passion. Almost forty years later I can still see a picture of the DJ, Jimmy Saville, standing in front of a large chart of the top twenty, circa , and am able to sing a line from every entry. Such familiarity with the music of the time could not, however, have prepared me for the whirlwind, the tidal wave, the earthquake, the force of nature that was Jimi Hendrix.

His vocal was as sulky and offhand as it was passionate and openly sexual, and as the three-piece band stormed through the three minute song, I imagined everyone in whole country in front of their tellys sitting bolt upright in their chairs. It seemed only days later that he would be booked to appear at the Go-Go.

The excitement in the town is palpable. I am technically too young to gain admission to a nightclub, but because of my height I can easily pass for eighteen. I change out of my uniform in the toilets at the Central Station, trying not to breathe. The lavatory is foul with the pungent stench of urine and sadness. I dress with mesmeric slowness, not wanting to drop any of my clothes on the filthy floor, beneath a faded Ministry of Health poster warning of the dangers of VD.

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There are no girls at school, and most of my evenings are taken up traveling home on trains and buses. But the other reason is music; I already have my passion. I stow my bag in the lockers at the station and set off at a brisk pace for Percy Street, breathing in the crisp air of the evening in grateful gulps and anticipating something extraordinary. There is a long queue stretching around the corner. I tuck myself into the end of the line and wait. The girls all have the same style, hair parted severely in the middle and falling in lank sheets to the shoulders of black leather coats.

There is an atmosphere of seriousness, though, that pervades the crowd, as if we are about to witness an event of high cultural significance.

Hendrix will play two sets. I manage to scrape in for the first one, which is fortunate, as I would have had to find some convincing excuse to stay out so late for the second. My parents have no idea where I am, and I have no wish to tell them. The club is tiny and I secure a pitch for myself halfway between the stage and the back wall.

I will have no trouble seeing. The band of course are late. The crowd waits patiently. Well, much the same could be said of this gig. The Jimi Hendrix Experience was an overwhelming, deafening wave of sound that simply obliterated analysis. I remember Hendrix creating a hole in the plaster ceiling above the stage with the head of his guitar, and then it was over. It was the home of The Animals and over the years we got to know them very well. I wanted to create an impression so asked for a bottle of Newcastle Brown with port chasers.

On stage as part of my act I would climb on top of the Hammond Organ going crazy. The ceiling above the stage was made of wooden slats to give it that Hawaiian feel. I grabbed on to the slats to steady myself, but instead pulled the whole lot down. They certainly remembered me that night. Click on the link below to access the videos. During his short career, Jimi Hendrix only played a handful of gigs in the north east. By the time of the GoGo gig, Hendrix had built up a solid reputation in the music press and was receiving accolades from famous musicians, such as Mick Jagger.

Five weeks earlier he had played at the Cellar Club in South Shields and had surprised the audience by ramming his guitar into the ceiling above the stage. Hendrix repeated the stunt at the Gogo and left his guitar suspended in the hole he made in the ceiling. There was a slight lull in the conversation as he reflected slowly. Anyone who went to the Gogo at that time would know Eric Burdon was referring to bouncer, Dave Findlay. The first time I played there was with the Jazzboard two days before Christmas in The place was absolutely crammed and there was an electric atmosphere, in particular in the Jazz Lounge.

Unfortunately, due to band commitments and the fact I lived in Sunderland, I was never a regular weekly visitor to the club but when I was with the Jazzboard in we often went to the Jazz Lounge after our own gigs in the Newcastle area had finished. Around this time, there used to be a black guy who sat in with a lot of the visiting bands on conga drums. I think he must have kept his drums at the club and brought them out if he got the nod from the band.

People who frequented the Gogo in the sixties will also remember some of the characters who worked at the club. Tommy Crumb, a bald guy who usually wore a leather coat, looked after the door on ground level with several others. I can remember him once telling off our keyboard player, Jimmy Hall, for smoking on stage. A couple of the better known bouncers were the Findlay brothers — Dave and Tommy. I recall waiting to go into the club late one night when a guy came running out of the door hotly pursued by Dave Findlay. The guy ran along Percy Street and Dave tried to head him off by jumping onto the bonnets and roofs of a row of parked cars.

Ex-club goers that have contributed to the Chronicle Live site remember the mod clothes — herringbone jackets and hush puppies and other gear brought from City Stylish. He then had an older man who fronted it, who was from a retail background — Myer Thomas; he had a deadpan manner, and used to pop into the shop for ties. He was up-to-the-minute you see. The hair was that Kathy McGowan kind of thing. Ben Sherman shirt dresses. Little Levi jackets ….

Then we had the local stuff — the Animals, of course. The Junco Partners were the resident group.. From the same book, artist Stephen Buckley who was at university with Bryan Ferry recalls: There were two very large dance areas, coming up from a central staircase, and there was a vicarious danger about it, as well. I suppose I went there three or four times a week; and it had a late night license. But curiously enough it was the dancing that was the thing, rather than the drinking. I saw the Stones and the Who. But the Animals were brilliant — each number would last about ten minutes. The walls were painted red or black and the light bulbs were black.

There was a bit of a gambling room in one corner, I remember. The Stones were new boys then — I danced with Mick Jagger! Our hands were painted with invisible ink so we could come and go without having to pay again. We were known for our dancing.

It would encourage others to get up and the evening would start. The Gogo was our lives. We went there at least three times a week. Over the years we made many new friends so having no one to go to the club with was never a problem. I find that strange. He certainly was a big part of the Gogo scene as well as the Finlays. The last time I saw Frenchy was in the Quay Club. Of course you can never talk about the Gogo and not mention the Junco Partners. They were so good. We had great evenings dancing to their music. There were many very special evenings when groups got together and played together.

Of course fame also meant they stopped coming. We sat at the same table as all the Stones, everyone talking away and left at 4. It was something to talk about at Art College the next day. Whether anybody believed me or not is another thing! We all know about the list of every great band or artist that played there but sadly we tend not to mention the awesome, overwhelming, mesmerising dance and soul music that shook and vibrated the club dance floor to its foundations!

They were still in groove for the next belter. The most anticipated and probably the best gig there was Hendrix. Only his Woodstock appearance eclipsed that unforgettable night at the Gogo. Some other great gigs were when the great Robert Parker played there in September I still stand by my word that this club was a venue that was noted mainly for the music played by the DJs — amazing obscure floor shattering mesmerising dance belters.

Every night he would announce its progress up the charts. If you have any memories of the club, please feel free to scroll to the bottom of the page and leave a comment. I remember The Pretty Things among others whose names will no doubt come back to me People rarely believe just how many amazing people we met and shared a table with in those days I know 'coz I was passing that city three years ago, and suddenly recognized the skyline.

Great days, y'all, and I miss you. When Eric Clapton left the Bluesbreakers with Ginger Baker to form Cream, John Mayal found a young 17 year old to take Eric's place,which was Peter Green, one night Peter was waiting for Mic and John coming back from were ever they had been, magical mystery tour!!! I checked with my good friend David Findlay who was there from day one and he confirms this. There's nothing on the page to suggest that Dave Finlay is a 'hero'. He's as much a part of the history of the Club A'Gogo as all the other people mentioned and that's the only reason he has been included.

Brilliant work, research and photos of ticket stubbs and of past groups and so much more Remember being a student at Ridley Hall, Bardon Mill in and coming in to see Cream - 6 of us in my Mini when Minis were really minis! Don't know how we got back. Remember Ginger Baker throwing his drumsticks around and Clapton's afro hair. Also remember taking my first girlfriend Shona to the Young Set much against my parents recommendation that we go for a coffee!

Here's that fabulous Jazz lounge wall part painted by Bryan Ferry. One big memory as the cloakroom attendant in the corridor between the Young Set and the Jazz Lounge next to the guy checking the UV mark on your hand to show you were a Jazz Lounge member If you were quick when they marked you you could 'bump' a friend. The fashion may have been good in the club, but the outer garment was a duffle coat. All the same, stag horn toggles, chain hanger, camel coloured. The hooks were so close together that as the night went on the coats would get dragged, the chain would snap and they'd fall to to the floor.

When you took the ticket of someone going home, went to the peg and found it empty, come back and say what type of coat was it? They would say 'duffle' and i would look at the floor covered to a height of 6 inches of loose coats and say 'can you wait until we close'? Great days and interesting stuff - to my mind what the 60s was all about. I remember Keith Moon bashing hell out of his drums with an elastoplast stuck on his nose.

Queuing for ages to get in whenever a name was on. Slight change of venue - anyone remember Bob Dylan playing the Odeon - I reckon it must have been I've still got the ticket stub for the mighty price of ten bob! I lived at the coast and was in bands myself. I went to the Whitley Bay Go-Go regularly. No alcohol allowed, just Hubbly Bubbly. Never seen it since. The Alan Price Combo were wild and fantastic in those days and used to bring the house down. Anyone remember The Banshees - we used to see them at the GoGo in the early sixties.

Remember seeing loads of other bands there as well - and at The Downbeat. There was also an Irish recording band around at the same time called the Banshees but it's unlikely they ever played at the Gogo. Hi does anyone know if Dave Finlay is still alive I am trying to contact him as my dad passed away on Tuesday and used to work alongside my uncle on the doors of the Marimba and the Downbeat, he and my uncle were both Hungarian and were best known as Joe and Jeno. Thank you in advance for any replies jacqueline. Had his autograph that night on an empty 10 Woodbines packet - Will always remember the sweet heady days in the 60's in Toon In Love - In credible.

Myer as we called him would let us into the Jazz Lounge sometimes. Mary Kegg was the DJ and she was a friend of mine. I met my first husband there. He was in a supporting band called The Falling Leaves and they originated from Oxford. Seems so long ago - I live in Cornwall now but will never forget the happy times spent with Chas Chandler, Eric, et al. Had a massive crush on Steve Winwood but he was seeing? Mary Kegg at the time - often wonder where she is now. A vivid recollection is,when after dancing like mad with friend Annie Little, I found myself sitting next to Jimmy Hendrix with his top hat and colourful army jacket.

Guess he was there with Chas Chandler! I forgot to mention I believe it was -I forget- sometime in or 67! And my name is jean-pierre vernon. Great stuff but strange no one mentioned Billy Keith who was on the door and that Keith Gibbon usually manned the till. I met my wife Helen Cleghorn there she was a stunning blond who worked as a GPO telephonist during the day and as a waitress at night at the Go Go I was with my best mate Crombie and asked for two Brandy and cokes and a date got the date and Keith bought the drinks.

Some great times and great bands I have fond memories of the Invaders brilliant guitarist Ian McCallum who I first met when we played together in a club band the Tonics. Ian was married to Jackie and he sadly passed away in the early seventies. Anyone with memories please get in touch. Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band.

We'd travelled in a minibus from Middlesbrough. From what I remember the gig was in 2 halves, one set was in an under 18 no alcohol room, the second in the over 18 room, and after being mesmerised by a 30 minute version of Rollin n Rumblin in the 'dry' room, me and my mates had the privelege of helping the band carry the amps and gear from one room to the other and have a chat and smoke with the Captain himself.

I have great memories of the Newcastle Club a'go go. The Hendrix gig in the young set was awesome, I remember being right at the front of the stage and a 10 bob note fell out of Jimi's back pocket, the girl standing next to me caught it, waited until he finished his number and she handed it back to Jimi.

It's such a shame that the Club a'go go couldn't have been preserved as the 'Cavern' of Newcastle. Me and my friends were there every chance we got. However, I don't remember Jimmi Hendrix. Decades later I was reading an old diary, that mentioned the concert. I wrote, "There was a fantastic guitarist who opened for the Monkees called Jimmi Hendrix.

I do remember that guy but I'd never really knew who he was. At the Go Go club there was a group who was introduced like this: But I was never able to find anything about him over here in the states??? I hated going into the Jazz Lounge with that 'purple' light that showed up every freckle I'd accummulated in my 19 years. Dancing all night to the Juncos. I was there early 10 to 8 and waited til 5 past.

As the bus was pulling out I looked over and there he was outside the BBQ shop. I could've gotten off at next stop but I figured that by the time I'd get back he'd be gone and I'd look like a right doozy. I heard he went down to the Spanish City looking for me. Next time I saw him he told me that another guy standing outside the BBQ shop told him I'd been there.

I thought it was pretty commendable that he actually went looking for me. Then the band went to France and he came home with a lovely French Girl in a pink chiffone dress with feathers around the bottom. Who could compete with that? She'd walk after him around the GoGo panting, Shon,Shon. I was shattered when I visited N'Cle and nothing was the same anymore. My music love only started around 64 when I was I had and lost years ago an album by the animals.

I was there to see Hendrix,Pink Floyd etc. Arthur Brown I was underage but managed to get into the Jazz Lounge,one time I carried a mike stand from the young set to the lounge and that was it,done. The broon was half bottles and was nectar from the gods! I gotta disagree about not being Fleetwood Mac,it looked like them,it sounded like them and I dont care what they called themselves I think it was the right personnel. I remember being at the club the night Kennedy was shot. I was supposed to meet a student from Newcastle University who I'd met the week before at the Cellar Club South Shields but he never turned up.

Happy days and House of The Rising Sun is still my all time favourite record. Queued to get tickets to see them, it was worth it, they're still great. Loved the Junco Partners,they're still going. Will have to go to their next gig. I was a student at Newcastle Uni from and spent a lot of time in the club. My friend attracted the attention of Sonny Boy Williamson when he was there and my other friend had a thing about Pete Townshend of the Who who were also regulars.

I think it must have closed after because it was still open all the time I was there. I still have a little dress somewhere I bought in John Steele's little boutique although I would not fit into it now. Still have my membership card somewhere too. Still go "pass out ticket" Think the place closed in 70 as was there for my twentieth birthday.

I remember seeing many great bands at the GoGo including the Bee Gees who announced they were singing 'Massachusetts' live for the first time that night. Also the Ronettes who appeared to an almost empty club midweek. Anyone remember when we had a whip round to by a pare of jeans for one of the regular members, a lovely guy who sadly couldn't afford to buy them himself - I think his name was Tommy?

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One of the best gigs was Jimmy Cliff - amazing set which included a jam session with lots of well known people. And of course the Oxfam walk we all did overnight after visiting the GoGo first and walking all night in very unsuitable, but fashionable, shoes from Marcus Price of course. Ive got to disagree with the person who said Fleetwood Mac didnt play at the GoGo..

They did, on more than one occasion.. I think they played there about 4 times. My memory is pretty good about the place I was on a trip to Blackpool a few yeras ago and he was on it. Had a god chat with him. And last but not least.. He is still in Town but worse the wear for drink.. I would love to talk to anyone who might have known Graham or seen him play. Also who might have any photography or better still moving image of him playing! This website has been a great recourse to me and I even went up to Newcastle recently to film.

Please contact me at badlittlecookproductions gmail. I'll try to check this too Anyone have any stories on Davey or Tommy Findlay? It was by far the greatest club in the U. Eat ya heart out.. We all know about the list of every great band or artist that played there but sadly we tend not to mention the awesome overwhelming mesmerizing dance soul music that shook and vibrated the the club dance floor to its foundations Many a time time the club members would be disappointed when the D.

They were still in groove for the next belter..!!! Take away every band that played there and the vinyl blew em all completely away.. Heres a few unquestionable examples that shook that floor to its foundations By far the best soul song ever!!! And the list is endless Still got my club card a prized memory of all that went on in there through the the swinging 60's Does anyone recall the " new Vikings " at the Muscle-in during the early 60s We would go there first on a Saturday night,then the Downbeat And for some strange reason the waiting room at Central railway station and then up to the bowling alley!!

Some very clear cases of selective amnesia here, The Stones never played outside of London in their early days. Far from being 'lovable rogues' the majority of the door staff were sadistic bullies who likes nothing better than showing off in front of the girls by pushing around much younger club ganners. It's been really fascinating reading all of this - I was a child so missed it all - I never knew so much was going on in my town!

Being born a tad later I didn't experience Newcastle Night-life until much later - when Pumfrey's coffee shop became a trendy destination and saw the 'birth of the Bigg Market' in the late 70's. But it was interesting to see a couple of names pop up who were still going strong then Keith Gibbon Managed Julies - in the beginning, a members only club.

But on nights when we fancied something a little different, we'd side-step to the Cooperage to see the Junco Partners! We went to the Ago go every Saturday, brilliant place, remember it well!! Thanks to everyone for all these comments, fantastic Christmas Holiday reading x. Only in the young set but well remember the fantastic music and atmosphere.

My sister Pat was married to Dave Findlay. They lived in Jesmond and had two beautiful daughters. Jacquie do you have an email address or something we could talk on? Re comment 17 Susan Starforth. My husband died in , being younger I had never visited the club, he talked about it a lot and it seems to have become real after reading this. Interestingly he often mentioned Susan's brother Frankie Carrick. You can also include Fleetwood Mac and a great performance from Georgie Fame and the Blue Flames - sorry, do not have the dates. I think we paid four shillings 20p. Now Floyd were just becoming famous, so we expected an array of lights etc.

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