There is a little light at the end of the tunnel... no, I haven't got a job interview or anything helpful like that! But I am going to see The Correspondents in Clapham.

The who? Yeah, I thought that too. But when I saw them at Secret Garden Festival earlier this year, they had everyone jumping about and dancing early on a Sunday afternoon - even though we were all really hungover.  They're a bit like 1930s hip hop. Yes. Really. And as strange as that sounds, it works. They're brilliant and you could do a lot worse than lindy hopping your way down to Gigalum on Friday night. You get to hang out with Mr. Bruce and Mr. Chuckles as they jump about and do crazy stuff - all to some pretty darn good tunes from just about every generation. Imagine if Basement Jaxx remixed Frank Sinatra.

It may not be a job interview, but the gig is for charity so maybe it'll give me some sort of karma. If the karma could be a job interview or a lottery ticket I'd quite like that.