"You could have almost anything, but you threw it away, yes you threw it away..."

And so tonight kicks off, surmising what should be a glare of despair but actually making you want to punch the air like a desperate bus-hailing reveller and dance as if you've been told standing still is the new world order. Starting five minutes from now.

Which would be a completely unassailable venture because there are 40-plus more minutes to go and, well, would you really be able to behave like an inanimate object during a Kubichek! set? Exactly.

So we have a collection of songs that could make the lame move their feet in a way only Jacko practised in the ‘80s, and more jerky memoirs in between which suggest a more ambivalent take on Bloc Party's rather overt post-punk stylings, if you so please.

What stand out most though are the tunes, and believe me Kubichek! have them in abundance.

If you want to dance like your MDMA supply is on drip feed then give me the atonal 'Nightjoy', while the ponderous lash of 'Roman Is Better' could be Fugazi put through a vegetable steamer in autumn. I.e., tasty, fresh and decidedly hyper to the point of meltdown.

Of course there is the slow-down mode, captivated none more suitably than the regretful charms of 'Hope Is Impossible' and other-worldly chimes of 'Start As We Mean To', ordained tonight for those bodies sweatier than most.

Obviously 'Nightjoy' rounds the whole experience off. It's not that easy to be fully entertained and satisfied over a 45 minute period, but Kubichek! really are one of the most exciting propositions gracing these shores as we speak.

Really, do yourself a favour, go see them and tell your friends you were there 12 months down the line when it all goes mega-shaped. The best live band in Britain? Show me one better and it's a fair scrap, bro'.