Vortex Lounge, London

Went to the Vortex Lounge in Dalston last Saturday to see Anita Wardell, and boy, can she scat. Saturday night was a bit of a question mark. Firstly, heading to the Vortex itself was a bit of a mish (mission). Tip: Don't walk there alone!

Secondly, after Anita's gig I headed to Chalk Farm for a mate's birthday at a place called Monkey Chews. Getting to Monkey Chews was even more of a mish. Who plonks a bar in the middle of a bunch of houses? Very odd indeed. But once you enter Monkey Chews you kind of forget where you are? Or maybe it was just me. But at the end of the night it was more like scratching your head wondering what just happened. No substances required.