I recently performed at the George Payne Open Mic hosted by talented singer-songwriter and all-round good guy James Brett. It's located in deepest, darkest Hove where you can sample beverages like 'Smoked Lager' - so if you fancy an alcoholic drink which tastes like rashers of bacon, this is the pub for you.

Someone asked me about the meaning of a song called A Place for the Crazy. WARNING: this is profound stuff!