We’re not sure where the inspiration for the name came from, but there’s nothing dusty, troubled or war-torn about this live music joint. In fact, you’ll be made to feel most welcome as you enter the long, roofless interior corridor leading to what was once a large brick house. Step through the glass doors and you’re in what had been the kitchen, where bartenders whip up tasty strawberry, kiwi and pineapple caipirinhas, or serve up big bottles of Original or the Uruguayan beer Norteña.

Kabul is both a bar and a music venue, and it pulls in clusters of twentysomething hipsters, who crowd the ground floor. They gravitate towards the live music stage in the corner, where there’s a constant rotation of jammin’ live groups – that’s samba every Tuesday, and soul, jazz, Afrobeat and rock the rest of the week. With just a few wooden chairs and tables on the premises, a night here almost always involves standing, but the music makes it more than worth the effort.

There’s more room upstairs, plus large seat cushions and giant beanbags – head up there for a breather, and for a graze on some of the homely snack options, such as toasted sandwiches or mini hamburgers. Ever-changing art exhibitions adorn the walls – the last time we were there, posters, photographs and paintings of São Paulo decked the walls on both floors, with a Miles Davis picture by graffiti artist Rafael Ferrari one of the stand-out pieces upstairs.