Led Zeppelin. David Bowie. Pink Floyd. Bob Dylan. Genesis. Take That. Kylie Minogue. Even the BRIT Awards.
They’ve all done it at one time or another; metaphorically raised the roof at Earl’s Court.
Now the developers are doing it; quite literally. And they have the temerity to emblazon their hoardings with the slogan: EARLS COURT A new district for London”.
The cheek of it. Earl’s Court has been a London district for generations.
That isn’t all. They contend that they are going to create a new district, when all they are really doing is building a lot of housing for the super-rich and adding on a bit of stuff that will be of use to the local community. It’s a bit like making a luxurious fur coat and finishing it with cheap buttons. The body will keep someone warm, but the whole thing is likely to flap open at any moment, exposing the wearer to the chilliest of winds.
Living, as I do, locally, the whole business fills me with a degree of dread. I dread what will happen to the local community when its prime source of income is gone for good. I dread the noise and disruption once the ‘de-construction’ (Capital & County’s word, not mine) is complete and the new blocks start going up. I dread the style of the new stuff, for it will (no doubt) echo all that’s gone up in London in the last decade or so. And I dread the over-shadowing of what is still an attractive part – or district – of London.
Earl’s Court will never be the same again.
Roof, or no roof.