It wouldn’t be an unimaginable revelation if we found out he was a Meanwhile Back In Communist Russia fan, as he mumbles an outsider’s mini-observations on other people’s business during the quiet part of the deal in ‘quiet/loud’. He steps back and unleashes a cutting guitar racket as the drum machine placed beside him pounds out bottom-heavy beats like some sporadic, cynical heartbeat. Which is very promising indeed – we suggest somebody hands him a recording contract, pronto.