Impaired hearing and ringing ears two days after a gig is usually an indicator of a bad performance – but legendary grunge-rockers Dinosaur Jr. continue to prove emphatically that loud can be fun. Time may have hit the members of Dinosaur Jr. hard, transforming J. Mascis into Gandalf the Grey himself, but it certainly hasn’t impacted on their ability to create unrelenting, tidal waves of glorious noise. Caught up in the bandwagon of reforming bands, Dinosaur Jr. continue to prove that copious amounts of noise, solos and a perennially moody attitude will forever remain cool. These days, ‘influential’ is a word that is thrown around too much, yet it is difficult to deny the impact that Mascis and his forever altering bunch of misfits have had on contemporary indie music. As soon as Mascis lurches cautiously onto the stage and plugs into his vast array of huge amplifier stacks, the reason for their worldwide recognition begins to unravel. Mascis’ slacker-cool look is instantly identifiable – his long white hair, tatty obscure hardcore t-shirt and Signature Jazzmaster (he even has a signature model of Nike shoes) undeniably help to complete the mysterious ‘all-American rock star’ image - anyone that says that appearance doesn’t factor into a performance is a liar. It is this persona and attitude that serves to perfectly fit their loud, abrasive music. Dinosaur Jr. Despite Mascis’ distinct lack of on-stage enthusiasm and crowd interaction, Dinosaur Jr’s reformation feels more legitimate and exciting; typically, Dinosaur Jr. manage to avoid stale cliché by being one of the few reunited bands to actually record new material, rather than rehashing countless best-of’s. What’s more the new songs sit perfectly amongst the older material, which, depending on how you look at it, is either testament to Mascis’ songwriting ability, or to their lack of diversity. Either way, Dinosaur Jr. proved triumphantly that they can overcome age, support band Built to Spill’s technical problems and a stagnant middle-aged audience to still create the terrific noisy grunge-rock. If you squint your eyes, Dinosaur Jr. are still the painfully awkward and moody genius’ they once were - even after their quarter-century legacy.