Concrete Playground

Rumour has it that Valentine was an alcoholic soldier who spent his nights whoring around in bars, wooing a stream of women over the course of his life that would put an aqueduct to shame. However, by the light of day old Valentine needed to be looking his finest in polished military brass, so it was not often that a lady ever awoke to the sight of her nocturnal paramour. Instead she'd spy a single piece of paper, covered in his sugared script; a promise of a future visit and of his undying love. These became known as Valentine's Day Cards.

Whether you're tired of recycled lines from drunken lotharios, or indeed you're a Don Juan waiting to get pissed and pick-up, there's no better way to spend St Valentine's Day than to crash the Vanguard in your finest bowties and dresses. Spurred on by the Delta blues rhythms of The Snowdroppers, along with their special guests The Frowning Clouds and Lanie Lane, you'll be in for a real humdinger of a Monday morning.