have only been gigging for a couple of months but such is their burgeoning reputation they find themselves feted just about everywhere they play, so it seems.

They're as slick as anything, the singer grinning broadly and winking cues to the band - a cluster of fans near the front appear to share the jokes and return the grins.

It's not easy to resist the charms of and their seductive acoustic grooves. Their "Wild Man" is truly wonderful, their take on The Beatles' "Dear Prudence" is lovely, they appear to improvise on a waltz and it sounds like a song other bands would kill for.

The acoustic guitars are eased aside later in the night as the electrics come out to play, and yet the lightness of touch is not in any way compromised. Lou Reed's "Sweet Jane" is beautifully played, the street poetry of the lyrics is what are all about.

And at the close? A medley of songs so tight that you'd struggle to split them with a razor blade. The Beatles'"Hey Bulldog" and "The End" Led Zep's "Whole Lotta Love."