Jarvis gave it everything, stack-heeled stomps, melodramatic flourishes, furious vogue-ing, and paced it perfectly. If you’ve never seen him in the flesh, you should. The band served up the scuzzy new tunes aided by a plethora of vintage guitars.. more Burnses, Danelectros and Voxes than you could shake a stick at plus, of course, a white Gibson SG three pickup (if you’re going to do glam rock, do it with one of those). Long-time Cocker associate Steve Mackey from Pulp fuzzed it up nicely on bass.

Just about a perfect gig. Shame on those wimps who couldn’t face the jaw-dropping feedback wig-out at the end of ‘You’re In My Eyes’.. you missed ‘Running The World’: more fool you.

What a performer.