But a really striking music documentary will force a viewer to engage with something previously unconsidered, open up new trails to follow. This feels too long, too peripheral and too indulgent to really preach to anyone but the choir. Parker and his recently reformed band are likeable company, making agreeable music with the greatest of earnestness. But do we really need to hear about their present lives as librarians, jobbing session musicians and teachers? Is this really enough to hold the attention of the uninitiated? Probably not.
It's all about the party at this cocktail bar on Singer Street, just around the corner from Old Street tube. Resident DJs at the weekend bring the tunes (house and club classics, mainly), with many of the Monday nights devoted to film screenings up on the rooftop terrace - complete with bottomless popcorn and a blanket, lest it get nippy. The drinks list is certainly extensive. Spirits - available by the bottle and the measure - range from the well-known to the rare. Many contribute to a cocktail list chock-full of martinis, margaritas, mojitos, flutes, shots and the Golden Bee - a house drop of Olmeca Reposado tequila served with crushed ice, Pisang Ambon banana liqueur, passion fruit sugar, lemon and cloudy apple juice. There's a solid selection of wines, too. There’s no kitchen, but give them a buzz a few hours (well, 48, actually) before you head down and they’ll order in sushi platters for you. That’s the kind of out-of-the-box thinking we like.
Venue says: “Join us at Golden Bee for rooftop drinks and amazing cocktails, now with our new retractable roof and revamped bar.”