Nico was a
bohemian German singer, songwriter, actress, and model (real name Christa Päffgen) who still has a cult following. For a time she
lived in Prestwich three miles north of Manchester
city and here I am outside her attic apartment.
I visited the house in Prestwich
Park Road South in Prestwich. It was flats when Nico lived there and she was in the attic one. There was a
mattress on the floor and the place was a mess. A basic 1930s gas fire was the
only source of heat. Neighbours encountering her found an unsmiling, aloof, monosyllabic,
sometimes grumpy woman who seemed to be living in another world (she was off
heroin and into booze at the time.) She was often seen playing pool in the
local pub.
How did she come to live in a district of Greater
Manchester? In 1981 she arrived in Manchester to do a concert. She met Alan
Wise who was a key figure in the birth of The Haçienda
nightclub and Factory Records. He became her manager. She was hovering above
poverty and addiction and Alan could get her regular work and a legal supply of
methadone. Even though this was before Manchester received mega-millions of
pounds worth of investment Nico said she liked
Manchester as it reminded her of Berlin. After doing a couple of shows abroad
Alan found her this attic flat on a quiet road of capacious Victorian houses. She was
living there with two lads who were into the Manchester music scene (they kept
chickens and ferrets in the garden.) Neighbours didn’t get to know this elusive
free-spirited German who was a cult figure across the music world but a benign
collision of tragedy and beauty to them.
She didn’t make it to fifty. After a concert in
Berlin in June 1988 she flew to Ibiza to visit her son. At noon one hot day she
told him she was going off on her bike to buy marijuana. Alone she came off the
bike. A couple came across her on the ground waving a book, one side of her
body immobile. Three hospitals refused to take her thinking her a vagrant, a
druggie or a foreigner lacking medical insurance. A forth took her in and doctors
unable to find any obvious wounds suspected sunstroke had triggered a heart
attack. A scan showed she'd suffered a cerebral haemorrhage (a bleed on the
brain) probably from banging her head on the road. She spent hours drifting in and
out of consciousness. Life-saving injections didn't work as there was not one
viable vein to breach. She passed away at 8pm on Monday 18th July 1988. Nobody knows what happened. Did she faint from
the heat or exhaustion? Ride in a wall? Loose her footing on the pedals and
come off? Her ashes were interred in her mum’s grave outside Berlin. Her son
died of a heroin overdose in Paris aged 60.
I’d been grave-hunting around Prestwich
before and knew of a strong Jewish population. Once walking down a lane street
to find the home of wrestler Giant Haystacks I can remember seeing men in
blacks suits and Homburgs hats mowing lawns and trimming hedges in hot sun.
The Sat-Nav took me to Prestwich Park Road South. I took some footage and photos
and the owners didn't appear. They're probably used to loitering geeks. Mark
and Janet Wraeg bought the house in 1988 when Nico was still living here (considered to be “just this mad
woman upstairs in the attic.”) They never knew Nico
to receive any visitors. Due to countless leaks and lack of heating system the
building was almost uninhabitable. They told Nico
builders would be arriving to undertake major renovations. They didn’t try to
evict her as she said she was going to visit her son in Ibiza and would leave
once her travel documents and methadone scripts had arrived. One day she came
downstairs carrying two black bin bags and wheeled out the bike she left in the
hall. She got the bike and bags into a waiting black cab and they didn’t see
her again. About two months later they read she’d died in Ibiza.
Good to see Nico's
final home. I did a salute and left.





