Tonights venue should be renamed Stoneking Tut Tut’s New Orleans Hut. A trombone growls, trumpet chuckles and I’m transported back in time to the world of southern blues and early jazz. Jungle Blues conjures up vivid scenes and steaming atmospheres. I half expect to stand on slithering snakes, or see a crocodile swimming in the sink as I wait at the bar. Dressed in white shirt and red bowtie, Stoneking is a true entertainer, with a voice that oozes warmth, charm and sadness. He's a hot shot on the Nashville Steel and banjo too. Tattooed arms and a miked up tuba/double bass, are the only evidence that Stoneking and his primitive orchestra aren’t true life musicians from 1930s, who have achieved immortality. It’s a valuable music history lesson, but sounds so fresh and new. With it’s rousing, Cab Calloway brass chorus, “The Love Me Or Die” is infectious and I find myself happily humming it as as my horse and carriage takes me back to my humble lodgings.