Things were looking up from the start: the support acts ranged from hilarious (Gay Blades - they were genuinely very gay. Think Will & Grace meets math-rock) to quite affecting (Sam Isaac and his eerily attractive band). The crowd, in typical camden fashion, were in quite good spirits; all in all, I felt like this was a good comeback gig after my week of flu hell (or the week I have since dubbed, 'Bodily Fluids Are Gross 09'). The Spinto Band took to the stage and my first impression is that they really are the most endearingly geeky bunch of guys you'll ever see. But endearing is the key word here, they bantered with the crowd, drank, showed fans how to play along to their songs and cracked awkward jokes about cherry bombs. I think what surprised me most, however, was that their jaunty on-stage antics (the moves you may well recall on their Jools Holland appearance a few years ago) carried quite a punch. 'Direct to Helmet' and 'Brown Boxes' both had them spasming and grinning with their instruments, it was truly an infectious sight to behold. In keeping with the surprising intensity, their indie-hit 'Oh Mandy' was met with rapterous applause and ran through like it was a worldwide smash-hit. They could have done that thing superstars do at festivals and let the audience sing it, but Dingwalls didn't really feel befitting of that. The Spinto Band are like a big warm hug, even though I was less than impressed with most of their new album, I still found them to be heartwarming and full of vigor. My only criticism was that they took to the stage a little too late and this meant their encore was cut a song or two short. That song may or may not have been Japan Is An Island - I could tell I wasn't the only one disappointed they didn't round off a great night with that - but there's no point worrying about that now. It would be a shame if these guys didn't once again find their form of Nice and Nicely Done, but I suspect their live show will still be worth seeing for a good while yet.