The December Poet
Donald 'Partially-Sighted' Pascoe is, in his own words; "a one-trick polymath".
Born in the mid-70s, out of the social revolution that was Punk, with his first gig at Robinson Street Club, equi-distant between Duke Bar and Daneshouse. A room of fine Friday night folk waited for the star turn to commence, and he was paid "with a big hand of barely concealed suspicion and all the apathy I could drink".
He subsequently performed at a selection of pubs and working mens clubs throughout the North and beyond, often "going down like a turd in a salad", and received a stirling review from the self-appointed King of Clubs Bernard Manning, who said simply; "You need to decide if you're clever OR funny lad, cos they'll not stand for both. Get rid of the Jam Jar spex for starters". He did pay Donald in cash though, which was a first, and subsequently rare occurrence.
His work has been discussed and well alluded to in a disparate selection of media outlets including The Guardian, Village Voice, The Big Issue, The Face, and Radio 4, being considered stock from similar schools as John Cooper Clarke, Atilla the Stockbroker, Phil Evans, and John Hegley, often infusing his political views with acerbic humour and barely concealed cynicism.
Though the 21st Century has seen Pascoe pursue another kind of career ("ie a career"), in Mental Health Services, he still contributes to a series of spoken word projects, and his 'Just Words and That' collection of poetry for performance was very well received. As for his views on the various issues clouding the current political climate, he simply says; "it's all these redundant satirists I feel sorry for".
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East European born, East Lancashire bred Tim Gidzki has shown works throughout the world in solo exhibitions or as part of the Turn Left collective, taking in New York Public Library, Gdansk Solidarity Museum, Odessa Steps for Crimean Culture, Glastonbury Festival, etc etc, along the way.
His work consists of bespoke mixed media constructs that focus on specific locally relevant themes that also resonate on a wider scale to reflect shared experience throughout the world, often exploring perceptions of class and diversity.
Pre Covid-restrictions, his most recent exhibition was at 0282 (top floor of Burnley Library), which saw a unique collection of images that colllaged familiar local scenes with a variety of seemingly discordant embellishments based on a series of consultations with residents where they discussed a selection of prevalent themes within the town touching on Brexit, the implications of a Conservative MP, divisions within cultural diversity and the uncertain future of a post-industrial landscape.
Liam Spencer was born in Burnley in 1964. He studied Fine Art at Manchester Polytechnic, graduating in 1986. After living and working in Manchester for many years, he came to public attention in 2000, with an exhibition “Urban Panoramas” at the newly opened Lowry arts centre in Salford. In 2006 he exhibited “From Manchester to Shanghai” at Manchester Art Gallery, and was the subject of a 30 minute documentary on BBC NW, “A Picture of Manchester.”
“Thawing Snow, Match Day” 2015 Oil on Board 24x36 ins
My hometown of Burnley on the day of a football match. Crowds are starting to head towards the ground, many visiting the chip shop on the right of the painting en route. It’s winter and it’s been snowing. The sun has now appeared and is reflecting off the parked cars and the slate roofs and the streets are glistening with melting snow. Light, colour and reflections – characteristic of a lot of my work.
Of all the famous old Lancashire football clubs - the current incarnation of Lancashire that is - Burnley are the only team currently playing at the highest level - The Premier League. A small team from a small town with a small budget, defying the odds through shrewd stewardship and a truly remarkable manager in Sean Dyche. It’s a modern-day football fairy tale.
Odeon and Oxford Street 2004
Oil on Board
Here's a painting of the old Odeon cinema in central Manchester.. It's a very typical subject for me. A city at night. Manchester in the rain. Lights reflected off wet streets. Sadly the cinema is no more. One of the victims of a huge transformation of the city centre, as a recently low level metropolis begins to reach for the sky.