In some respects I was a poor choice to review a Paul Weller gig. Since seeing Weller front The Jam sporting a Heinz tomato soup apron on March 27, 1980, yes I even remember the exact date, I have been a massive fan of the Modfather — his effortless style and his ever changing music. It stands to reason, then, that any review I might pen would inevitably be somewhat biased, given that I have seen Weller live more times than I care to remember and he has never disappointed.