Shared from Bill Palmer
Bill Palmer… Folk Club on a Sunday upstairs at the Lord Nelson, East Bourne Street, Hastings. Cool man.
Chris Hardy… I was an 18 yr old trainee reporter on the Hastings & St Leonard’s Observer for about 6 months ‘65 – ‘66. I went every Sunday to the Lord Nelson, remember Martin Carthy .. and Bert Jansch. I played blues-folk guitar & sang having started learning at school – pop, rock n roll, Guthrie, Leadbelly, Jack Elliot, Dylan .. That small, dark upstairs room at the Nelson, small stage in the corner, no mics or amps .. We were dead silent for ‘Whispering Bert Jansch’ who crouched over his guitar and sang head down .. Crashed my Vespa into a roundabout on the way home after one session, too many beers & too young. Soon after I was gone. Wonderful to read about this place I’d forgotten but also vividly recall.
I was an 18 yr old trainee reporter on the Hastings & St Leonard’s Observer for about 6 months ‘65 – ‘66. I went every Sunday to the Lord Nelson, remember Martin Carthy .. and Bert Jansch. I played blues-folk guitar & sang having started learning at school – pop, rock n roll, Guthrie, Leadbelly, Jack Elliot, Dylan .. That small, dark upstairs room at the Nelson, small stage in the corner, no mics or amps .. We were dead silent for ‘Whispering Bert Jansch’ who crouched over his guitar and sang head down .. Crashed my Vespa into a roundabout on the way home after one session, too many beers & too young. Soon after I was gone. Wonderful to read about this place I’d forgotten but also vividly recall.