
Yesterday the world lost Anthony H. Wilson, broadcaster, founder of Factory Records and one of the most eloquent and influential mavericks of his time.
Everyone in Manchester in the Seventies knew Tony Wilson. He was a reporter on regional television news and also somehow sweet talked the station into giving him a late night music show called So It Goes which gave the Sex Pistols and many other groups their first exposure on TV.
I first met him in 1978 when he stepped in to persuade staff at the old Virgin Records on Lever Street to sell me their display copy of a Pistols T-shirt. The following year at one of Joy Division’s now legendary Bowdon Vale gigs he gave me and a friend a letter allowing us into The Factory in Hulme to see Swiss group Kleenex and The Raincoats. As it happened, the bouncers took one look at it and said you’re not old enough and we had to listen from outside but it’s the thought that counts…
Later in life I married former Hacienda go go dancer Nicky Pennington to the sounds of Factory’s The Durutti Column in Jamaica. I asked her this morning about her memories and she recalled lots of messy nights at the club and Tony holding court at his city centre flat into the early hours. Needless to say the details are unpublishable…
It was through Nicky and a mutual friend that more recently we had the pleasure of a few visits from Tony as he loved our village and the fact that his dog William was allowed inside our local pub. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to ask obscure questions about Factory but he always seemed genuinely happy to indulge my interest.
The one thing we did share was a love of the author Kurt Vonnegut. This extract is from his breakthrough 1969 book Slaughterhouse 5 in which the central character Billy Pilgrim is abducted by aliens from the planet Tralfamadore –
‘The most important thing I learned on Tralfamadore was that when a person dies he only appears to die. He is still very much alive in the past, so it is very silly for people to cry at his funeral. All moments past, present and future, always have existed, always will exist.
Now, when I myself hear that somebody is dead, I simply shrug and say what the Tralfamadorians say about dead people, which is “so it goes” ‘
Here's a few Youtube links - Tony on The Factory and a documentary clip. Also Kurt Vonnegut 1922-2007.
Screengrab from So It Goes 1976, Granada TV. Extract from Slaughterhouse 5 published by Triad/Panther Books.