Music does weird things to people – look no further than the gang of revellers that brought a spoon to Dingus Khan's set so they could beat each other senseless during a song where the East Anglian tentet lament their lack of a knife. The energy given off by Dingus Khan is something infectious and beautiful, as is their live set which was brought in its full beauty to this sweaty Brighton basement on a Sunday eve.

It's a testament to their live show's notoriety that they managed to bring so many of us through the thin damp mist on a Sunday night to Sticky Mike's Frog Bar on a day when we should be gathering ourselves for the impending week, and, as expected, they proved to all of us that had dragged someone to come with us (sorry Juliet) that they made the right decision in leaving the warmth of their houses. They have this spark that seems to be igniting in a lot of new bands – it's a spark that's made of intensity of belief in their music and one that ignites the crowd and makes people listen. Islet, one of the best live acts of the current generation, are one of the parallels here, though they're much more serious in their music; Dingus Khan are Islet on Kool Aid.

It's also a peculiar experience to see local heroes play at your new town; I've seen Dingus play Essex venues several times and they're local heroes in Colchester. It's surreal to turn up to a gig and see an Ipswich Town scarf (the only people indebted to support Ipswich Town are the 'Tractor Boys' who by definition have to be born within the sound of the booing from the Sir Bobby Robson stand after a home match). And, if it's reasonable to say so, I'm proud of them for doing us proud. Not many bands could bring their enthusiasm, matching outfits and synchronised dancing to a basement at 10pm on a Sunday and still look overjoyed to play but Dingus certainly did.

Their mix of proggish indie rock and humour with their cacophonous live show echoing through the downstairs of SMFB was simply a beautiful sight. Their live show is incendiary, anarchic and graceful in equal measures, and, need I say it, is unmissable.