The elusive Jim Noir formed his first band, The Batfinks, at the age of nine. The duo performed In Yer Face by 808 State at a school talent show. Three years later, he sang a Grease medley at a holiday camp and was awarded a Batman waterpistol for his efforts.

So began his quirky musical journey, which saw the former data input clerk master a multitude of instruments and eventually led to him the founding fathers of My Dad Recordings.

Tower Of Love, his debut album of charming suburban odes covering such issues as kicking a football into a neighbour's garden, is culled from a series of EPs he has quietly been releasing since 2004. "There are a couple of new bits and bobs on it as well, so it's not that much of a rip off," he says.

His is a trippy world, with an undeniable Sixties sound with sweet sprinklings of Super Furry Animals, The Beta Band and even ELO. Thrown in are samples of crazy fairground music, ballroom waltzes, dream-like melodies and cartoon-style interludes.

This is his first tour. Until now, the only times you might have caught Jim live are at a handful of secret, acoustic gigs. "I'm a very lazy man. My manager has to phone to get me out of bed on a morning," he says. "I've managed to get a band together now.

"We've learned five different chords now and are nearly ready to sing them all to a paying or slaying public."

Starts 7.30pm, tickets cost £6. Call 01273 647100.