1-oclock, half an hour before showtime Adam Green takes to the intimate stage early. A hush descends on the audience. Looking around the reverent crowd, lots of sensitive beardo’s and kooky charity shop outfit girls are sitting silently at this daytime wooded venue.

It all feels very bright in the light and very right, Adam's gentle story telling is laid back to point he forgets quite what he is singing on a number of occasions. At one point he mentions his little lad (the hearts breaking in the room is almost audible), and I can imagine him singing all these songs to his son, and the set takes on an almost storytelling lullaby quality.

Out of the ‘Millions of songs’ he has written the tracks I can only remember that he played the gemstones of ‘Emily’ (you tube video of it below) to the mouthing of every word from the front row, ‘Bible Club’ for Easter a holiday which Adam doesn’t celebrate being a Jew ‘maybe next year’ he tells us. Easter may not be his thing but he is still dismayed enough to be having to go to Manchester after the show.

In all a perfect sunday lunchtime gig, wish it happened every sunday.

5/5

After Adam Green was a rather odd gentleman that goes by the name of Viking Moses, he sung contorted like a lunatic. People who look mental when they sing are generally unbelievably talented in my experience, I failed to spot if Viking was. The Guitars came over discordant and the songs similarly lost and without form. He was rolling around the floor for a couple of songs which seems a touch over the top for this sleepy lunchtime pub that had kept so silent for Mr Green. Unfortunately for his compelling vision I was relieved when the noise had finished.

2/5