It’s always a delight to wander down into this timewarp basement, lose my complimentary drinks token and find it two years later in an old handbag. Only the Troubadour makes you feel like nothing has changed since the 1960s – the only thing missing is the cigarette smoke.

I will be playing a mixture of songs new and old, and maybe a cover for good measure, and I’d love you to come. 

Entry £7 on the door