I had to use makeup to cover my black eye this morning, and someone peed on my foot, but Eddy Current Suppression Ring still kicked arse (and my face).

Lead singer Brendan Suppression, dressed in a polo shirt, slacks and little black gloves looked more like he had just finished a round of golf than he looked prepared for the madness that was to ensue inside the Gershwin Room.

The crowd surfers were out in form tonight. Well, by form I mean they seemed very apt at finding my eye socket. More than once. Maybe I was just in the black hole of bodies, but every man, woman and child who launched themselves into the fury that was the ECSR crowd seemed to gravitate towards my soon-to-be-lifeless body and land on top of it.

Regardless of the injuries gained over the course of the night, I have not been to a gig in a long time where the crowd united unanimously like they did tonight. In numbers like the fluid Get Up Morning and the surfy Noise In My Head, the audience truly moved together in one giant, seasick wave that came crashing down on top of you, sucking you into its rip. The gravitational force even brought Suppression and thumping bassist Rob Solid into the crowd at certain points. Yet despite being literally at the mercy of the crowd’s sticky fingers (and moments away from the Espy’s sticky floor), both men continued to keep singing/strumming, never loosing the thriving beat.

The beat is quite simple really: straightforward guitar licks from the man Eddy Current himself, solid bass from Solid, thumping uncomplicated drumming from Danny Current and Suppression doing anything but suppressing himself. When he sings, he looks a little like a velociraptor doing a Michael Jackson ‘Thriller’ impression.

Their entire effect is a wonderful DIY vibe – their second album Primary Colours was recorded and mixed in a bedroom. The messy, muted sound is reminiscent of the post-punk thuds that were emerging in the late 80s. This is rock in its pure, crystal meth form.

And their performance tonight was raw. Raw and honest. Most of the set was taken from their most recent album, but a few older songs featured, like Cool Ice-cream off their eponymous 2006 release. I’m glad the ice cream was cool, because it got the punters moving so fast I was worried that a fire was going to spark from their electrical energy alone.

Cue the human water sprinkler to cool things down. Over the course of the last three songs, the crowd chose that the water bottles that the bouncers were handing out were more suited for creating a spectacular floating water demonstration than they were for hydration. We don’t need no water to electrocute our Current!

And then some bastard had to go and ruin the magic by peeing on my foot. Dude, I understand that you don’t want to miss the last couple of songs, and I KNOW that we’re in the middle of the mosh and you couldn’t get out even if you tried, but seriously, use a cup or something, not my boot. Geez. This only proves how good this gig was – someone was SO eager not to leave his position that he urinated on my leg, rather than miss the garage party that is Eddy Current Suppression Ring.

They say that they don’t know Which Way To Go. I think I know where they’re going. Up.