Usually when I’m leaving the library at a quarter to midnight I'm only greeted by the blistering wind bitch slapping me across the face. On this occasion, I was still met with the cold backhand of nature but my ears were greeted by the sound of music! As I walked in closer all I could see was dark figures with flailing limbs, that could only be brought on by an electric guitar. Dance movements that could only be embodied by one man, Jarvis Cocker.
Besides the spastic dancing, the group of musicians were seriously getting into the groove. They were a hybrid of Tame Impala and Pond, oh wait; I mean they are the cousin of Mink Mussel Creek and I enjoyed every harmony and syncopation. This is a group that gives you more bang for your buck with their eight minute intros and did I mention they have trumpet player! In all honesty the trumpet player tied it all in perfectly.
Unfortunately I tend to sleep from time to time so I ended up leaving and did not catch their name. But they will forever be the Midnight Mystery Band to me. (It’s possible they were called Speakeasy, but I'm not completely certain.)