Everything may be dreadful in the world, but there's a new Half Man Half Biscuit album out, All Asimov And No Fresh Air. So obviously I elected to do some songs from it. They went rather better than I had expected - I think it helped that the audience was quite small and mostly comprised open mic regulars rather than occasional rowdies.
I am indebted to the Half Man Half Biscuit Lyrics Project for the transcriptions of the lyrics, though I had to do Falmouth Electrics myself as (at the time of singing) they hadn't got round to doing that one. Fortunately it's not massively obscure. Something like the "North End ketwig lids in Montirex" line from No-One Likes A Polymath would have had me stumped though...