After paying a visit to the (infamous?) Brick Lane bagel shop, tonight’s pleasures bring forth Sergeant Buzfuz; endearing country-tinged tunes played to a slowly growing audience. Shuffle just confused the hell out of us. Are they another attempt at getting the B-52s revival going? Are they taking the piss? Are they really just a poppier Do Me Bad Things with deck scratching but without the makeup? Is that Jay of ‘Jay and Silent Bob’ on keyboards?

The lights dim and Thomas Truax (who, if you want a genre to throw in, comes from the ‘antifolk’ scene which brought us Moldy Peaches) lights up his ‘Hornicator’ and starts ranting. That’s right, a Hornicator – a self-made invention, it’s a horn, you see, but has SPECIAL POWERS. It can take a vocal track and repeat it, take another vocal track and repeat it… over and over it goes with the spooky multi-layered vocals. Ooooh.

Also in Truax’s box of tricks, which we imagine he will have problems explaining to customs, is Sister Spinster, a drum machine with wheels and sticks beating tiny symbols and tambourines. And it’s all adjustable to make different beats. Genius. Despite the novelty of these strangely hypnotic instruments, the biggest cheer is reserved for the quirky, quick acoustic-strumming of Full Moon Over Wowtown… until he gets the Hornicator out again, crawls around the audience getting them to add their own vocals, climbs upstairs to the ‘VIP’ area and swings back down from the rafters onto the stage. Blimey.

When cornered after the gig, Chris T-T seems visibly afraid when DiS gushingly informs him we’ll be reviewing tonight. BUT WHY? Oh dear reader, it was so good. “I’ve never felt so normal,” he says as he shuffles onstage after Truax’s showmanship. Then goes on to play what, had he released more singles by now, would’ve been classed as a Greatest Hits set. Considering the amount of singer/songwriters we see who are barely audible over nattering crowds, the attention paid by the T-T devotees in even the quietest, more serious moments is testament to the man’s talent. New favourite 7 Hearts (from third album London Is Sinking) even beat Truax’s audience participation – stupid high-pitched backing vocals ahoy. We’re drunk. We don’t care.

The ‘hits’ side will have surely have pleased the element of the crowd who only know the ‘funny’ stuff – the ones he’s probably most known for being Eminem Is Gay and Injured Popstars, the latter of which it looked like he might even escape having to play had we not screamed out for it so much. It still sounds as wonderfully bitchy as it did a few years ago and has yet to date as much as Helen Love’s Long Live The UK Music Scene in terms of where-are-they-now popstar name-checks, and the line “it only took one match to burn down Kelly Jones” will forever remain one of music’s greatest.