The Albert Square matriarch, Peggy Mitchell, once told her former husband’s brother (with whom she was romantically involved) “I’m old East End. Proper. You don’t mess with me”. Seemingly, what she meant by being “old East End” was that she was to be feared, rather than approached by in-laws for sexual encounters.
This toughness is typical of the East End, an area which has a history like maybe no other region in London. In this column I intend to look at the relationship between the East End of old and new, looking at the changes and the stalwarts in landscape, residents and culture, focussing on one street or district in each article.
Vol. 5: Dalston – Sound and Vision
Dalston
Dalston used to be a tad on the rough side to say the least, but is now probably London’s coolest spot (The Mighty Boosh’s Vince Noir says so, so it must be true). Indeed it has gone from being the old East End’s pit to the being the new East End’s ‘it’.
At its core, however, has always been an affiliation with the entertainment industry and a musical pulse which have kept it a lively East End hero. Home to comedy geniuses for some time, Dalston has endured as a place for creative types to converge and is a pop culture reference point like no other – the sheer variety and calibre of entertainment streams that have used Dalston as inspiration or as setting background is up there with Notting Hill in the west.
Dalston is the place about which I wander sometimes and, moreover, wonder sometimes, much like sound and vision, its lifeblood.
Sound
In the 1970s and ‘80s, the pub rock scene was largely built in and around Dalston. The scene which paved the way for punk had a real home in Dalston – then a tough neighbourhood – and bands such as Dr Feelgood and The 101ers (Joe Strummer’s pre-Clash pub rock group) played at various venues in the town with a mission to convey a more boorish, primitive form of rock than the overblown musical structures and changes in key and metre that were provided by prog bands such as Yes and Emerson, Lake and Palmer.
Indeed, today sound has a home in Dalston in various places. Nightclubs such as Birthdays are on the hippest side of hip, home to the burgeoning UK Garage revival and, of course, there is The Dalston Culture House which houses The Vortex Jazz Club.
Vision
On the vision side of things in Dalston it is hard to know where to start. Its impact on visual entertainment in Britain is immeasurable; Dalston is the home of the East End moving visual arts in many ways.
Firstly, Dalston was home to Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie, two of British television’s finest comic minds (indeed Fry is rightly considered as one of Britain’s finest minds full stop). They shared a place on St Mark’s Rise in the early 1980s, just as they were becoming recognised as two of this country’s most enigmatic emerging acting talents in Blackadder and comedy writing talents in Fry and Laurie. The impact Fry and Laurie have had on British comedy is astounding and, with their turns in Blackadder, they have reached a truly global audience.
Secondly, Dalston is the inspiration behind the British soap opera Eastenders. Fassett Square is what the fictional Albert Square is modelled on and Ridley Road Market was the catalyst for the show’s Walford Market. Walford, in fact, owes its name to Walford Road, Dalston. At one time or another this street has been home to both the abovementioned Peggy Mitchell (actress Barbara Windsor) and one of the show’s creators, Tony Holland.
Dalston has been the setting and inspiration for various other film and television treats and has made a truly remarkable contribution to British culture as a result. It is not glib to say that without Dalston, British television would be far worse off.
See No Evil, Hear No Evil
The fiery harshness of this former working class district may be less present in its new incarnation, but is always present in some strain or other. As a playground for East End villains yesterday, Dalston was a disquieting place full of crime and potholes. As a playground for London’s young and beautiful today, Dalston is a pulchritudinous place full of art and, er, potholes.
One can hardly see nor hear the evil which used to lurk on every street in Dalston anymore, instead one can only admire what it has become.