IF anyone ever doubted that rock and roll had lost its sense of fun, then a visit to the Grand would have made you a believer again.

There can't have been many Sunday nights in Clitheroe which have been so full of energy, commitment and musicians just out to have a good time and take the crowd along with them.

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As someone who can remember both Tenpole Tudor and the Rezillos from their heyday, I wasn't sure what to expect.

Would we get some tired old 'tribute' to former glories? A half-hearted run through of past hits?

Oh, no! This was a night when the years just faded away.

Tenpole Tudor was a revelation. Armed with a battered acoustic guitar and a wearing shirt the better half coveted from the moment he walked on stage, his all-too brief set was a delight.

Throwing My Baby Out with the Bath Water, Who Killed Bambi and a glorious singalong version of Swords of a Thousand Men saw the hits taken care of but it was his other wonderfully daft songs with clever lyrics backed by some demon guitar playing which proved the perfect starter for a Rezillos main course.

With Fay Fyfe and Eugene Reynolds proving a irresistable double act up front, they powered their way through 90 minutes of punk inspired rock and roll. With songs from their new album Zero interspersed with classic such as Destination Venus and Top of the Pops the energy levels were incredible, they never let up for a moment - and this when they were supposed to be on a night off from a nationwide tour supporting the Stranglers.

The encore, a blistering version of River Deep Mountain High, summed up a special night. For stood next to me, glass of red in hand, belting out the chorus from the floor was Tenpole himself. It was a night none of us wanted to end.