To any budding executive native to the London area, the working week flashes by in a flurry of fleeting lunch breaks, claustrophobic episodes on public transport and interminable business excursions to unchartered hinterlands. After sustaining the burn of hard day’s work, wallowing in the arms of homely comforts is a divine luxury. Somewhat paradoxically, tonight’s evening out is all about these homely pleasures.
Unfolding within the regal surroundings of The Shepherds Bush Empire, the prince of modern folk casually ambles onto the stage with his backing band.
