There's no rush, when I get there Slummin Angels are chatting upstairs. There is an acoustic woman playing; she seems to play for a long time. Long enough for me to drink most of a pint of Guiness, and I'm a very moderate drinker. Eventually Slummin Angels take to the stage. Whilst they are good, they are effectively following Little Fish which is not an easy thing to do. They (well Jen) have some strap/cable falling off problems with her guitars, but carries on like a true professional as she clings to what seems like an enormous guitar, having lost the strap. Generally it must be said that how a band handle adversity says a lot about their likelihood of success. Things weren't that bad for Slummin Angels, but they look like they will survive.