Jamê

With a musical upbringing in basement clubs, smoke filled dancefloors, and sleazy Sunday afternoons, and specialist in the dark arts of staying a bit too late and getting weird. You can expect a record bag brimming with forgotten gems, wiggly baselines and deep cuts, a perfect soundtrack whether the sun is shining with a spritz in hand, the room is dark and hazy, or you've just realised it's getting light outside and the birds are waking up.

$10 on the door after 9pm, subject to capacity