"Is anyone actually crawling yet? Are you all gonna end up having sex with someone you don't love? Fantastic!" And so the Young Knives baptise the Camden Crawl, north London's annual celebration of all things indie, beery and lairy.
It's a strange world where the Futureheads feel like founding fathers, but their polished brand of jerky pop is heard on many stages younger than theirs tonight. If indie has developed in the decade since this mini-festival began, it's in the way that rhythm has stolen the march from melody. Shit Disco, Neat People and the rather good Elle Milano all reveal that where once we had choruses, now we have cadences, though guitars still howl.
Indie has also extended its umbrella - grime rapper Lethal Bizzle, collaborator and friend to many of these bands, raises the roof with his rave anthem Pow. He's followed by Akira the Don, who pays a warped tribute to Camden past by filling the stage with fellow rappers to shout over Elastica samples. It's weird, wonderful and utterly compelling.
The Pipettes, too, add something singular with their cheeky three-girl harmonies about schoolboys and sauce. But the night belongs to surprise headliners Supergrass, whose heroic finale ends with Danny being carried aloft by the audience, sacrificing one of his shoes.
