Sadly for all concerned – alright, mainly me – I had no idea you’d need actual accreditation to take photos at this, so apologies for the lack of pics. Serves me right for not checking, and for having totally gotten used to just showing up at shows back in Edinburgh and merrily snapping away regardless. Serves me right, lesson learned.

I also learned tonight though that Felicity Groom is chuffing excellent live. While the few other folk I know here had all bundled off to Homebake, I was left scrabbling around looking for something to see on Saturday night, and took a bit of a punt on this. Cursory glances at an entertaining video shot in a kids playground and a quick scan of the player on her facebook page singled it out as worth a nod, but I honestly wasn’t expecting much. That served me right, too.

Flitting between solo acoustic and full band numbers, it’s a little scorcher of a set, cracked and slightly bonkers, veering wildly all over the road and hanging its head out of the window. It’s been a while since I saw Edinburgh’s Jesus H Foxx in the flesh, but they were channelled here tonight, with inventiveness and lunacy and glee spilling out all over the floor in great big lumps – there was even a big dollop of acapella for good measure.

Elsewhere, sharp snaps of noise buttress Groom’s killer lungs – you find yourself wanting to choke on the name, but it’s bloody hard not to think of Florence when she howls. Better though, obviously. Or - at least – as good as when Florence was actually good, if you get my drift. Closer ‘Finders & Keepers’ – the one from the playground – is just a bloody glory.

“I’m going to take you on a journey”, Groom announces at the start. I’ve no idea where we went, but for damn sure it wasn’t where I expected to end up. Happily lost, what a singular pleasure.