The lights began to shimmer at the Wolf Lane fringe stage and the self-proclaimed “strangest thing in the festival” appeared, with a laptop and a Kaoscillator.

Clutching a microphone which he reassuringly told us was a “radio microphone”, he began by leaping off the stage and accosting the crowd. From drenching people with water, wiping his glittered sweat on people and getting them to smell his armpits, to demanding people cuddle him while rambling about his awesomeness, it was an hilarious performance and he certainly lived up to his reputation.

The highlight was getting the crowd to carry him down Wolf Lane, where he greeted amused patrons of the nearby cafe, before having the crowd carry him back towards the stage.

Then abruptly, Ford exclaimed “Fuck, I ran out of time,” and dashed off the stage. “Thank you for coming, Perth.”

Thank you, Tomas Ford.