A short stroll to the venue is a very welcome change, and seemed to pass quickly due to my excitement over tonight’s bill. Golden Silvers are as Henry Dartnall from The Young Knives later states, “Very up and coming and hip.” They’re also one of my personal favorites at the moment. Their single ‘Arrows Of Eros’, which is yet to drop on Young & Lost Club, encompasses Morrissey on a shoestring vocals, jabbing, squeaky keys and Talking Heads era funk – all with a twist of beguiling originality.

The Young Knives take their place on stage with that straight from work to the office Christmas party look that they do so well. They really do know how to sport a fine pair of M&S slacks.

The first song to get the crowd hopping is the exemplary ‘Terra Firma’. I’ve never understood the meaning behind this song. I mean obviously it’s about fake rabbits, real snakes and the ground, but I’m sure it probably also has some deep metaphorical meaning which is way over my head. To me though, it just makes for a brilliant chorus, and you can’t help but get caught up in the raucousness of it all.

Between songs the most hilarious and delightfully coarse banter is exchanged between Henry and The House of Lords (I swear that never gets old). This finally escalated to point where the House of Lords shouted out to the sound guy, “Can you turn my vocals down, and turn up the voices telling me to kill him”.

‘Weekends and Bleak Days’ insights drunken, two pints aloft, shouting of “Hot summer, what a bummer” from some members of the audience. I think it’s always a delight to see stuff like this happen, in any other situation this act just wouldn’t be acceptable. I suppose it could only happen at what it says on wikipedia is “the 'rarest gig' of their career”. I know I shall treasure it like some sort of Fabergé egg of a memory.