Squirrelled away on the corner of Nevada Street, stands Oliver’s Jazz Bar. Upon arriving, you might be right to assume that you’re being led into a dark alleyway and being done away with. No worries, one left turn and you’ll be led down some narrow steps into a dim yet intimate bar. The space is split in two: one section setup with a stage and seating and the other the actual bar. It’s small but cosy, and the perfect place to sit with friends and whisper secrets about boys. (Specifically, how mind-numbingly silly they can be) Invited by a friend, I got the chance to listen to some jazz &…