Don’t ever invite the Dust Junkys around to your place if all you want is a few quiet beers and a chat. They’re not going to leave and certainly won’t be satisfied until they have got the party well and truly pumping! Sorry, that should read PUMPIN’!!!

"Can we get this shit going?" they ask, peering over the audience from the precariously unstable temporary stage on Virgin’s second floor. "Can we do this shit? CAN WE DO THIS SHIIIIT!!!?" they persist. Well yeah, I don’t see why not. Just be aware that the EEC groove police could be in the area.

There is a very real danger that their act is just too outrageously funky for ordinary folk to reasonably take in on a Wednesday evening, and could quite possibly be breaching any number of safety regulations. In fact, towards the end casualties were spotted being carried out suffering from groove over-doses. The problem here is that addiction is a very worrying issue. Once you bop you quite literally can’t stop.

But what can you do when they present you with grooves to rival the Grand Canyon and hooks big enough to send a sizeable hump-backed whale swimming for cover? Get down. That’s all you can do.

Melting down influences from the likes of Black Grape and the Fun Lovin’ Criminals to create a foaming at the mouth monster hybrid of hip-hop, blues, rock and pure unadulterated fun, given time we’re going to have a nation-wide network of Dust Junky junkies, and then the groove police are going to have their hands full, believe you me.

As they bring the show around to a close way too soon (due to some evil dictator at the Virgin Megastore), they fly through their crowning glory of ‘Non Stop Operation’ and then attempt to jump straight into ‘Living In The Pocket Of A Drug Queen’ when disaster strikes and their bass amp decides to roll over and die. Not letting this get in their way they launch directly into a free-style rap as if nothing remotely untoward has happened. Nobody in the band seems to know what they’re doing, the audience sure as hell don’t, but nothing is going to spoil their fun.

And this should be the philosophy that propels them straight to the top.

James Berry