Anti-folk [anti]hero Jeffrey Lewis and his band took the stage at Scala last night armed with energy, good humour, and cartoons. The packed room was dead silent for finger-picked acoustic melodies while the floor heaved during fuzzed out rock stomps (including a cover of a Crass song). While some of his New York-centric references might only make sense if you visit our cousins over at Gothamist regularly, the majority of his songs are on......

No, Field Day was not sunny. Nor were there enough toilets (again). Waiting in a queue for one hour to relieve yourself and thus missing an exemplary array of alternative muscial talent is not acceptable. Nor is it fun. I could pay £30 and use my own toilet, thank you very much. Now that we have got these negative points over and out, we shall move on. Maybe. Because despite these faults, Field Day......