A Tuesday night at the Borderline. I arrive in London early, and find a little Italian restaurant that looks friendly and cosy, but serves possibly the worst lasagne I have tasted in my life – bland, overcooked and totally unpalatable – pretty much the exact opposite of the gig I am about to witness!

The Borderline has had a bit of an overhaul since I was last there – it now sports two bars (good move), and a red velvet curtain across the back wall where the distinctive venue logo used to be.

Chris Catalyst is tonight’s main support, He is engaging and entertaining, playing an eclectic mix of acoustic songs, from Eureka Machines favourites like ‘The Story Of My Life’, to a quick burst of Stevie Wonder and Paul McCartney’s ‘Ebony and Ivory’ . His set is over all too quickly and I forgive him the heckle (for the record Chris, you look nothing like Princess Di!)

The venue has been steadily filling up and is ready to party when the Sinatras hit the stage – and a party is what we get. The guys blast through a fast paced, high energy set – the songs are played with real passion, and it’s clear there’s nowhere else they’d rather be than on stage.

Since I last caught the band at the Islington Bar Academy they’ve released their debut album, ‘Highball Roller’, which recently won Pure Rawk’s album of the year, (voted for purely by fans). It’s clear that they are having a blast touring the album. As the night draws to a close, a friend blown away by the performance declares them her new favourite band, and judging by the number of grinning faces around the venue, I suspect she’s not alone.