My Early Groups

The Jesters with Angie playing at Lincoln Drill Hall

we were supporting act to The Searchers that night

My earliest memories have always been about wanting to play guitar. As a kid I remember trying to make one out of a piece of wood and a wooden box, the strings were bits of fishing line, not a great success. I eventually got a guitar after I started work, I was about 16yrs old, it was a Spanish style guitar with a neck as wide as a bus, still I thought I had the earth. I bought it out of the paper, Headquarters and General was the firm, I believe. My dad had to sign as guarantee, and I paid for it weekly by postal order. (under threat not to miss a payment). After several attempts to learn to play from the Bert Weedon Play in a Day Book, I finally gave up, and put it in a cupboard. It wasn’t until my younger brother Hugh started playing, that I took an interest again. Together we managed to learn a few chords and eventually a few songs.

I joined a local Scunthorpe group called the Jesters, my enthusiasm to play was not matched by my ability so I was given the job of rhythm guitarist. The equipment we used was unbelievable by today’s standards. The lead guitar, rhythm and vocals all went thru a 30watt valve amp, RSC I believe. The speaker cabinet was a kitchen table, turned on its side with 4x12” speakers and a curtain draped over it. The bass player, played thru a 15 watt Linear valve amp and I think a 15” speaker. The two mics we had, would give you a massive electric shock, if you were unlucky enough to touch them with your lips, while singing. We all had great respects for those mics. The setup was laughable, but most of the other groups, were in a similar situation, mainly no money, those were hard times. It was not unknown to find someone playing thru a tape recorder, using an ex wd set of earphones as a pickup for their guitar. I blew a Dansette record player up, by wiring an earphone to the stylus and playing guitar thru it. Happy days, but my girlfriend was not best pleased, she had to pay for it to be repaired.

We later progressed and bought better guitars and amps. The bass player bought a new Fender bass and I bought a Harmony guitar, the lead guitarist bought an Italian guitar, I don’t know the make. It seemed to be more plastic than wood, but it had a lovely action on it, and sounded great. Unfortunately the playing didn’t improve with the new gear, but we got thru, and were kept quite busy. Every pub and club had a live band on, most nights of the week. Most of the money we earned,(which wasn’t much), was spent on beer and transport. We would get back to Scunthorpe in the early hours of the morning, after playing somewhere in a Yorkshire club, followed with a midnight start at RAF Lindholme Sergeants Mess. There was a pub in Scunthorpe called The Queens, which catered for the nightshift steelworkers. It opened from 6am til 8am, we would often call there after a nights playing and drinking. It would be going full swing, singing, dancing, fighting etc. unbelievable.

The group eventually disbanded, and we went our separate ways, most of us forming or joining other groups. It was certainly an experience, but a very enjoyable one, and one I would not have missed. The Jesters consisted originally of Dave Churchman,bass Dereck Hodson Lead guitar,Johnny Goldthorpe Drums, myself on Rhythm guitar and Ian King vocalist. Ian eventually left to join Ian King and the Classics, my brother Hugh played rhythm guitar for the Classics. We then got Lennie Tombstone as Vocalist. John the drummer moved to Manchester so we then got Malcolm Hatton on drums. To finish of the lineup, we got Angela Tidswell as female vocalist. Lennie was later replaced with Jimmy Shield, who had the range to sing Roy Orbison songs. For a time we really were a showband, (although we didn't know it then), we had a male volalist, a female vocalist and most of the band sang and did vocal backing, with so many singers, we could cover a large spectrum of music.

Left, Angie getting ready backstage Lincoln Drill hall

If you could play these guitars, you could play anything

The Four Of Clubs

My next group was the Four of Clubs, the group consisted of myself on rhythm guitar, my brother Hugh on lead guitar, Terry Huish on bass guitar and Colin Hatton on drums. The group originally was the Three of Clubs, but after a short time we decided to add a drummer and Colin joined us. We mostly played in working mens clubs and nightclubs, hence the name, The music was influenced by the Beach Boys and we covered quite a few of their songs,we did a lot of harmony numbers with lots of vocal backing. We played regularly at Titos Club at Arrow Bowling,and a couple of Titos other Nightclubs.Colin Hatton our drummer emigrated to Australia and was replaced by his brother Malcolm. Malcolm was originally our drummer with the Jesters.The group disbanded in the late 60's and most of the members went on to form or join other groups. Colin Hatton returned from Australia after several years, and went on to play in numerous other bands. His brother Malcolm, sadly died a few years ago.Terry Huish continued playing in numerous other groups. Hugh moved to Leeds and continued playing in groups up to a few years ago.I called it a day, and never played live again,(much to the relief of music lovers everywhere).

Below is a photo of the Four of Clubs playing at the Oswald Hotel,

just before the bottles started flying. We usually played there on

midweek football match nights. If Scunthorpe won, which was

very rarely, things were calm, but if they lost, beware.

The Four of Clubs van We bought the van from the garage opposite the Pied Piper pub on Riddings. It was a Bedford Dormobile, it had sliding doors on the driver and passenger side and double door at the rear. The thing was a shed from day one. It had 3 forward gears and reverse,with a column change. We had been playing at the Mariners club at Grimsby, after packing our gear away, we tried to set off, that was when the gear lever broke off. we got our tool kit out, which comprised of, a hammer, a screwdriver and a pair of molegrips. we found that by attaching the molegrips to the gear rod, we could get 2nd & 3rd gear. We later discovered, if we lifted the molegrips and rod, we could get all the gears. problem solved. The next thing that happened was the bottom of the front doors rotted away,this meant if the doors weren't closed properly, they would flap out like wings when cornering. If you opened the doors too quickly, they would jump

off their runners and fall off. which is actually what happened in

Doncaster one night. We had called for petrol, there was a cop car

parked at the filling station, and the damm door fell off. Malcom

Hatton our drummer, calmly got out of the van and rehung it. The cops

just sat there open mouthed.Then the thing wouldn't start and we had to push it off. All this time the cops just sat there, they must have thought, they would be writing mountians of paperwork if they booked us, so they turned a blind eye.The next mishap, was the wipers packed up on a rainy night,returning from Lincoln. We went to our magic tool kit and found some cord. We attached the cord to the wipers and fed it in through the side windows. By pulling the cord left and right the wipers were repaired,sorted. While returning home from Barnsley, the back mudguard fell through the floor,we stopped, got out and dragged it from around the rear wheel. Because there was a huge hole in the floor, were the mudguard had been, we all got covered in black mucky spray. The next day we made a mudguard out of an old speaker cabinet, and set it over the hole,we found, it doubled up as a seat, sorted. If you used a vechile like that today, you would be locked up,but these were different days, and we got away with it.I can't recall what happened to the old van,but when it died, it was well past it's sell by date. R.I.P

The Four of Clubs, Jim Gourley, Hugh Gourley Colin Hatton (drums)

Terry Huish (bass)

After playing in various bands in the sixties, I drifted away from music

for many years, especially in the late eighties up to the present day.

On retiring, I looked around for a hobby, and decided to take up

songwriting. The result is after a couple of years I have written

about 60 songs. They range from country to folk to pop and a

couple of light rock songs thrown in as well.


James Gourley