An utterly compelling performer who can both bare his soul and make light of the situation, he captures this tone perfectly at the beginning, by joking, “I’m tryin’ to get sensitive here, shut the fuck up.”

In a maroon cravat tie and waistcoat combination, he leads this evening’s band (featuring Jeremy Hickey of R.S.A.G. on drums) through a particularly heavy version of ‘California’, before making avail of his solid rhythm section in order to hammer out a raw ‘Defacing Sunday Bulletins’ next.

Never content to play the same song the same way twice, his approach to ‘One Day (You’ll Die)’ on this occasion brings out the song’s reggae bliss, as opposed at his Electric Picnic slot where it was almost hypnotically atonal. Such is indicative as to why people get excited at each of these shows. The hunger to create and explore means nothing is phoned in, even if that means the surface is not entirely polished.

Towards the climax, he delivers the real highlight of the night by singing a heart-rending version of ‘Little Coloured Balloons’ from within the crowd. And with that moment of honesty, Murry earns himself the right to have fun, lacing through a raucous set of covers, which includes Tom Petty’s ‘Free Fallin’’ accompanied by rapper and activist, Kate McGrew on backing vocals.

Unpredictable from start to finish in every sense, really there was no other place you should have been last night.