I love The Culture Show. Sure, its pretensions to being a show about, well, culture, are perhaps misplaced if we’re talking about ‘high’ culture, because it’s resolutely middle-brow, especially since its refit with Lauren Laverne at the helm. But dammit I’m resolutely middle-brow, and you know what, I like Lauren Laverne. She knows about stuff I like, gets to go to cool events, and she presents The Culture Show. In other words, you can replace ‘like’ with ‘pretty much want the life of’.

Yes, The Culture Show is effectively the ‘This Is For You, Anna Waits Show’. It panders to my love of left-field, sensitive indie, its comedy heroes are the Mighty Boosh (yes, even the art critic Andrew Grahame-Dixon, who picked their tour diary as his favourite Culture Show feature from the whole of last year), Mark Kermode’s on every week, and they throw in bits about classical music and architecture which make me feel all clever. (Is it healthy to be this self-aware?)

And last night was even more tailored to me than usual. First, there was a rare TV interview with the Butler brothers from the mind-meltingly brilliant Arcade Fire (left-field sensitive indie, you see), and the whole band played an acoustic cover of ‘Guns of Brixton’ by The Clash in, fittingly, the foyer of Brixton Academy. Then there was an interview with Rowan Atkinson – you know, one of the greatest comedy performers this country has ever produced. Fair enough, he was talking about Mr. Bean as opposed to Blackadder (*cough* best sitcom ever) or Not The Nine O’Clock News, but it was quite entertaining to see him try and intellectualise his silent character. Next up, another in the series of Cultural Plaques, which this time saw The Young Ones’ flat getting the honours. They love The Mighty Boosh so much that they don’t even need Noel Fielding and Julian Barratt to be involved, so they got Dave Brown (Bollo), Mike Fielding (Naboo) and Peter Kyriacou (various…) to do the presentation.

Next there was a feature about the Glasgow Comedy Festival (you’ve just missed it, unfortunately), then one about super-producer Mark Ronson, next up Verity Sharpe interviewed Maxim Vengerov, arguably the world’s greatest living violinist, and it was all rounded off by a performance from Patrick Wolf, who looks like Ziggy Stardust’s long-lost son. Not bad, ladies and gents, for a fifty minute show.

Next week, you can look forward to the sublime Joan Wasser, ‘land-artist’ Andy Goldsworthy, and Badly Drawn Boy. Well, if you’re me, anyway. [annawaits]