Thank you for coming out tonight, we hope you're having a good evening, Jim Moray says, Now here's a song about beating your sister to death with a stick and dumping her body in the river.

St Georges has never been so shocked. We all take it in good spirits of course, and Jim Moray has been playing some phenomenally good modern folk-pop music, complete with fiddle, mandolin and melodion. Okay so at times he strays into Bert Bacharach territory - a couple of over-dramatic piano ballads - but I just imagine them as Bill Bailey songs and they make a kind of twisted sense.

Katey Brooks provides first line support with her Tracey Chapman alto, singing melancholy songs about not liking oneself very much and wouldn't it be nice if that boy over there would look at me once in a while. There's nothing inherently rubbish about her songs but they don't really grab my attention very much and all seem to wash into each other. Maybe it's that deep throaty voice.

The gig is in support of Oxjam - there is a big banner saying so - and local radio DJ's Richard Pitt and Gary Smith from Bristol Uncovered are here to say nice things about Oxfam and be very thankful that we spent our hard-earned cash on coming out tonight for a good cause. For some reason one of them decides to tamper with the banner which collapses hilariously later on in the evening.

Martina Topley-Bird (of Tricky and funny voice fame) is supposed to be playing but a few weeks ago we had a phone call to say she had cancelled and would we like our money back? The answer was a resounding 'NO!' because really, we only wanted to see Lou Rhodes and now we had a chance of an extra long set...

Lou Rhodes is accompanied by some sort of nineties-grunge-beast on guitar, who is a pretty amazing player even if he does find it impossible to keep still. The acousticky songs are haunting and beautiful and Rhodes' voice is husky, sultry and utterly bewitching. Everyone gets into the clapping along and there is a little interlude while we hear about starving children and have to reflect on how lucky we are compared to the rest of the world. I reflect on how lucky I am to be here, tonight, because her performance is phenomenal.