London Camden Falcon

Sometimes, less is definitely more. Dublin trio JJ72 are dimly lit and dressed head-to-toe in black. They stand almost statue still for their entire set, say little and remain virtually expressionless, except, of course, for an occasional small pout.

But they don't need to do anything else. In fact, their solemn stillness only increases the icy beauty of singer Mark Greaney's vocals. Paradoxically as ragged as a roughed-up Feargal Sharkey yet as smoothly angelic as Geneva's Andrew Montgomery, Mark can turn a furious, guttural roar into the purest falsetto without even taking a breath. He sounds like a choirboy from the wrong side of the tracks, a fallen angel, a born star.

To prove it, the band (who only left school last summer) desert him halfway through the set. Standing alone strumming the barest of guitar lines as backing for 'Broken Down', he relishes his subtle, spectacular vocal range while Camden's collective jaw thuds to the ground. Obviously, they know they're seeing something special. Particularly when the band return for graceful debut single 'October Swimmer' and prove, once and for all, that JJ72 are set to inherit Radiohead's tortured soul.

This time next year, in fact, you'll be wondering how you ever lived without them.