I'm sure I don't need to tell you how amazingly special it is to get the chance to see someone as talented, and resilient, as Edwyn Collins. Booked as part of the fantastic Shockwaves NME tour, his talent is one that requires the haunting atmospherics of Shepherd's Bush, while it holds approx 2000 people, it has the unique ability to captivate every single audience member in an intimate and settled atmosphere. While the gig was sold out, it felt close and warm, enhanced by the addition of seats which, while not perfect, aided the relaxed set up of it all.

First support act The Maxwells didn't do a lot to enthral. I would guess it's an early gig for them, because their brand of pop punk guitars and 3 minute songs sounded wallpaper and boring, and they remained static on stage. It's daunting to play Shepherds Bush, but you need some life to draw in the first dredges of audience to stop them from just hanging around the bar, which is what they did. As my companion put it, they sounded like an under rehearsed school band.

Second act, Two Wounded Birds, who we last heard from in December when we interviewed them, provided a far better support. For those of you who haven't heard them, imagine what The Drums would be like if they weren't shit, the same surf rock and retro stylings, but with more of an individual sound, something that will challenge more. There were influences of The Cramps, Beach Boys and even The Tornados in places, and no one carried their style better than frontman Johnny Danger, who despite having a love of clichés or abusive parents, exuded cool and 60's garage style that I believe radiated and struck a chord in the now growing crowd.

And finally Edwyn Collins took the stage. Backed up by 5 musicians, looking everywhere between Tom Petty and a long lost member of The Greatful Dead who, despite not looking how a backing band should be, played perfectly. I don't actually know what a backing band should look like (not everyone can be Robert Palmer, but there's some middle ground there), but this bunch of musicians thrown together certainly knew their parts.

Starting off with 'Losing Sleep' Collins' deeply personal look at his affliction following his multiple strokes, he trapped the audience into his performance instantly. The song, which sounds like a cover of a northern soul track someone dug up, takes the upbeat feel and juxtaposes it with Collins' deep and confessional lyrics to make a track that is at once haunting and immensely danceable to. And his performance of it here - perched on an amp after walking onstage with his cane, drills home the point, hearing "I'm losing sleep // I'm losing dignity... and it's bringing me down" reverberating round the hall enhances the frailty of the subject as well as the pure hit quality of the musical backing.

With 3 special guests in place (Romeo Stodart of The Magic Numbers, Ryan Jarman of The Cribs and Nick McCarthy of Franz Ferdinand), and a setlist that spanned his entire career which meant we heard both his brilliant latest album Losing Sleep as well as his more famous tracks such as Orange Juice's 'Rip It Up' and perhaps most famous of all, his solo track 'Never Met A Girl', which saw him standing up performing for the first time in the gig to close it.

What was perhaps most stunning in the gig was the length, considering Collins' troubled last few years, he interacted with the crowd, and performed for well over an hour, never once tiring or being anything other than the perfect frontman. I don't like to draw unnecessary attention to his disability, but it did not hamper him in the slightest and his performance was undoubtedly strong, disability or none.

For his encore, after a stunning acoustic number, he introduced his son onto the stage. It seems like charisma isn't passed on through generations because his son came across as arrogant and irritating. While the rest of the performance had a elegance and maturity about it, Collins Jnr ruined by coming on and bragging about the football scores. While the other guests all paid homage to Collins with their underplayed, technically sound and brilliant performances (even Jarman was subtle and didn't try for the limelight), Collins Jnr went straight for attention and that was disappointing. Having said that, his singing was fine, and when it got to the song itself, he performed well, and danced as well as Collins Snr did back in the day.

What this gig showed more than anything is that Collins has avoided the trap that so many stars of his age have fallen into by reinventing himself again. His performance and ability has nothing to do with his disability, he is one fine and talented individual and has not lost the talent that he had all those 30 years ago, unlike so many of his contemporaries.