[2009-10-05] Peter Hook "The Hacienda: How Not To Run A Club" hardcover book (UK)

Linda · **Posted:** Mon Oct 12, 2009 2:01 pm

Product Description
Peter Hook, as co-founder of Joy Division and New Order, has been shaping the course of popular music for thirty years. He provided the propulsive bass guitar melodies of 'Love Will Tear Us Apart' and the bestselling 12-inch single ever, 'Blue Monday' among many other songs. As co-owner of Manchester's Hacienda club, Hook propelled the rise of acid house in the late 1980s, then suffered through its violent fall in the 1990s as gangs, drugs, greed and a hostile police force destroyed everything he and his friends had created. This is his memory of that era and 'it's far sadder, funnier, scarier and stranger' than anyone has imagined. As young and naive musicians, the members of New Order were thrilled when their record label Factory opened a club. Yet as their career escalated, they toured the world and had top ten hits, their royalties were being ploughed into the Hacienda and they were only being paid GBP20 per week. Peter Hook looked back at that exciting and hilarious time to write HACIENDA. All the main characters appear - Tony Wilson, Barney, Shaun Ryder - and Hook tells it like it was - a rollercoaster of success, money, confusion and true faith.

About the Author
Peter Hook was born in 1956 in Salford. He was a founder member of Joy Division and New Order and is now one of the most sought-after DJs in the world. He lives in Cheshire.

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Linda · **Posted:** Mon Oct 12, 2009 2:05 pm

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Hooky's Top Ten Hacienda Memories – Part One

By Peter Hook
Posted on 10/01/09 at 01:08:02 pm

Guest Blog - To mark the release of his new book about The Hacienda, here New Order's Peter Hook reminisces about the legendary Manchester club, which he co-owned.

1. The 1st Birthday Party, May 1983

I'd never seen so much booze in one place in my life. We were like pigs in a trough. The thought that I'd paid for it never struck me. It was like all your Christmases coming at once. A wild moment. It wasn't until years later that we realised that we were the ones paying for it and nobody else was. It was a funny moment. A strange realisation.

I’ve seen all the pictures and it certainly looked like I was enjoying myself though. Things were a lot simpler back then because there weren’t any drugs involved, it was just drinking, so there wasn’t the sort of intensity of the later parties when you were either on drugs or trying to score drugs.

The first birthday was a lot less fraught than the opening night and you did feel like you were part of something important. You started to feel that The Hacienda wasn’t a dream. It was real and it was going to be with you for a while.

2. The Parting Of The Curtains

In the early days they put a clear vinyl curtain in to keep the noise down, bring down the echoes and make the sound better and separate the dancefloor from the entrance. When you came through the entrance, you looked through the curtain and everything was all faded, hazy, and the sound was really muffled. You had this wonderful moment when you put your hands in and opened it and you went into the brightness and the power of the noise.

It was a really strange thing to do. The expectation when you went up to the curtain and then the deliverance of it could be equally as disappointing when there was nobody in and it could be immensely rewarding if it was full.

3. William Burroughs At The Hacienda, October 1982

"That was one of those nights when there was hardly anyone in but it was quite intense because of what William Burroughs was doing. The funny thing was that one of Joy Division's first gigs abroad was with William Burroughs, a William Burroughs evening in the Plan K in Belgium so we had a little bit of history with him 'cos he'd told Ian to fuck off when he asked for a free book. Even at The Hacienda I didn’t ask for a free book either. I was as scared of William Burroughs as he was.

4. Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark, September 1983

It was funny 'cos a lot of the gigs sounded awful. It was only when you got a band that were quite successful that we could afford a cracking PA. One that has always stood out for me was Orchestral Manoeuvres when they right at the peak of their powers. They had a great lighting rig and a wonderful sound. The difference was unbelievable. They really kicked the bad acoustics right out of the place. It was catching a band right at their very peak and The Hacienda was a great place for gigs when they were full, just not when they were empty.

5. Parking Your Car Inside The Hacienda

Yeah, I used to park it next to the dancefloor, just by the double gates. Bernard and I got right into that one because we both lived out of town, me in Didsbury, him in Handforth. We got into a habit of being very, very cheeky, driving our cars into town, getting loaded and not knowing what to do with your car so I came up with the idea of getting the bouncers to let me in through the double doors, parking it inside The Hacienda and then going back to get it the next day. Then Bernard got wind of that and me and him were forever doing it.

It used to drive everyone fucking crazy. They'd have to clean round our cars in the morning and most of the time me and him would insist on bringing it in before the night had finished. It became one of our little irritating habits.

I once threw Ryan Giggs out for leaning on my car inside the club. My car, the Shogun, was parked inside The Hacienda and he was there with his mates at a party downstairs. I went to him "Get off my fucking car you nobhead" and they gave me a bit of verbal so I said to the doorman, "Fucking throw him out the cheeky bastard" and the doormen just went and grabbed him and threw him straight out.

Linda · **Posted:** Mon Oct 12, 2009 2:07 pm

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Hooky's Top Ten Hacienda Memories - Part Two

By Peter Hook
Posted on 10/01/09 at 02:05:31 pm

6. Bouncers Throwing People Out Of Cabs For Me

At the end of the night we'd come out of The Hacienda looking all lost. I got on with the doormen quite well. One of them, Damien Noonan, would always say, "Do you want a cab Hooky?" and I'd go. "Yeah". I knew what he was going to do but I couldn’t stop him. He'd go outside and flag down the first cab that came round the corner whether there was somebody in it or not.

If there was somebody in it, he'd just go "Right you, get out yer bastard" and fucking throw 'em out and put me in it. It was so embarrassing ‘cos he'd go, "This cab's for Peter Hook now fuck off!" but I could never say no. It's so hard to get a cab on Whitworth Street at 5'o'clock in the morning.

7. Getting Free Drinks

It was one of our only perks - and Bernard and I used to batter it. My mates cottoned onto it 'cos one of them went to the bar and he'd left his money at home, and he said, "Oh I'll get Hooky to okay it" and one of the barmen said, "Okay I'll put it on his bill." They they all started doing it: "Hooky said I could have this and to put it on his bill." My bar bill was about six thousand pounds for a month - and I was away on tour.

8. Being Let Into The DJ Booth

You didn’t really last long downstairs ‘cos it was so hot and sweaty so you needed somewhere to relax and powder your nose, much as I hate to admit it, so I used to go up to the DJ booth. You used to bang on that fucking door for what seemed like an eternity. The bastards would never, ever let you in for ages. The only time they came out was when they needed a piss or when they needed a drink so the relief when they used to open the double doors so you could get into the DJ booth was fantastic. You knew you were safe and you could just look out on all the madness and nobody could get to you. That was the best place to watch it all from.

9. The Acid House Explosion

It happened between 86 and 87 – it was a normal functioning club, and then you turned up after Ibiza and it was like a boiling mass of humanity all intent on having the best time possible in the shortest time possible. It was like somebody had turned your life up a notch, like your life had gone from ten to twelve and a half. Everyone was really running on full or as we used to say, "cooking with gas".

At some point everyone has to slow down, you can't keep up that intensity, none of us could, everybody got so fucked up. It didn’t last long. Truth be told, nobody would do it every week, you'd take a month off, you had to.

10. Staff Drinks After The Club Closed For The Night

One of the nicest things about the madness and intensity of the evening when it was rocking in the acid house years, totally full on, like trying to surf on Lewis Hamilton's racing car and then at the end of the night when they threw everyone out there was a wonderful sense of relief that you were able to sit down quietly in The Hacienda, have a drink with the staff and talk to your mates really nicely. Then you were all just gagging for somewhere else to go and the afterparties sometimes were better than The Hacienda nights. It was amazing. That period from 88 to 92, partying wise, the scrapes you'd get in were unbelievable.

[2009-10-05] Peter Hook "The Hacienda: How Not To Run A Club" hardcover book (UK)

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