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MW:  Although  you  were  producing  artwork
          before The Leadmill opened, would you say that
          that is where things took off for you? You know,
          where people started to notice you?




          MFB: We started The Leadmill a couple of months
          after I left college and were up and running by 23
          May  1980.  I’d  already  done  a  few  posters  on  the
          Sheffield scene, and when I was asked to get on
          board, I jumped at the chance. I became one of the
          ‘Original 5.’ We all had a vision of what it could be. I
          was inspired by legendary venues/arts labs like The
          Warfield,  Avalon,  and  Fillmore,  and  also,  The
          Roundhouse  in  London  and  the  Melkweg  in
          Amsterdam. I wanted to produce the same visual
          catalogue for a number of reasons. I believe a good
          poster  says  a  lot  about  the  attitude  of  the
          promoter/venue. It also gives respect, not only to the
          artist, but the audience. Anyone can put text on a
          piece of paper. All that says to me is ‘gimme your
          money.’ If you’re promoting a gig, why would you not
          produce  something  that  says  this  is  going  to  be
          exciting?  This  band/performer  deserves  it.  This  is
          more than a gig, it’s an event. If nothing else, it says
          that you’ve put some effort into it.

          I  never  managed  to  achieve  really  what  I  wanted
          visually, what with financial restraints and very basic
          equipment. But despite that, we gave it a damn good
          shot.  As for getting noticed, I suppose that didn’t
          really  happen  for  a  few  years  until  we  found
          ourselves in the middle of the miner’s strike. I have
          always done a lot of benefits. I consider myself a
          community  artist  and  it’s  my  duty.  So,  I  used  my
          platform  at  The  Leadmill  to  make  a  few  (visual)
          political statements. I suppose that brought me to
          the  attention  of  a  wider  audience.  Anyway,  in  the
          aftermath of that political debacle it became obvious
          that if  The Leadmill was going to survive it would
          have  to  change  tack.  I  became  more  and  more
          disenchanted  with  the  way  our  ethics  were  being
          dropped  for  commercial  and  political  expediency,
          and by the time I left in 1992, the workshops, cafe,
          theatre,  etc.,  were  all  gone.  Instead  of  being  a
          community hub and resource, it had become just a
          venue -- one that is still going strong and is known
          worldwide and one that I’m extremely proud to have
          been involved with, but no longer one that reflects
          the  motives  that  spawned  it…probably  wouldn’t
          exist now if it did.
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