Well, it’s all on tonight. If you’re not exhaust­ed after see­ing the rug­ger at not-the-Cake-Tin, lis­ten­ing on Nation­al Radio to per­for­mances by unlike­ly per­mu­ta­tions of small ani­mals, hear­ing the pipes call­ing at the Opera House or see­ing some obscure up-and-com­ing band at what I think is still called Indi­go, then Sand­wich­es has a par­ty night for every­one.

Elec­troluxxe is billed as “Tech­no­Elec­tro­Rock­House”, thus pret­ty much cov­er­ing every genre oth­er than dub, jazz and coun­try. You know how it is: you’re with a bunch of peo­ple, all with dif­fer­ent tastes in music, and no-one can agree: some­one likes 80s New Roman­tic, anoth­er one goes for dirty punky elec­tro, some­one else likes indie rock and some sad bug­ger (prob­a­bly me) prefers 90s tech­no. So Elec­troluxxe comes to the res­cue with a play list that includes the likes of Duran Duran, Peach­es, Bloc Par­ty and Carl Craig. The word “mashup” does­n’t even begin to describe it.

Those with espe­cial­ly capa­cious reserves of ener­gy (and cash) could then explore the most deca­dent dish­es and deranged decor of culi­nary Welling­ton or try to track down the lat­est mys­tery bar. Here’s a hint: one of the com­menters has already got it. Here’s anoth­er: this is pos­si­bly the only bar to have actu­al­ly become classier when it was tak­en over by Bri­an Le Gros.