Wednesday evening and the new wine glasses get their first airing. Jeffrey Lewis is in town playing at the Union Chapel, a big old church with great acoustics and the atmosphere of a big village hall; everyone eating summer foods around old wooden tables in the bar. You sit on pews to watch the bands. As we arrive Jeffrey is manning the merchandise stall. Tonight he's playing with a band he set up with Kimya Dawson, but Kimya hasn't turned up.
We get seats upstairs on the front row, the stage right below us. I've been to the Union Chapel three times and this is the best time I've been here. I could stay here all night listening to these guys, with their folky punk sound. The acoustics of the church makes the sound feel really warm, and the between song banter is always entertaining. This man knows how to tell a story. And when he plays one of his solo songs - Life - it's really special. Roll on his next album. The gig finishes and the band rush off stage to man the merchandise stall again.
We leave for a pub around the corner for a last glass of wine, but the glasses are too small for what we're becoming accustomed to.
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