Mystery Jets @ Somerset House, London

Once the Mystery Jets have taken to the open air stage of Somerset House and begun playing their summer-tastic new album Serotonin, two particularly weird aspects keep attracting my eyes.

The first is the bass drum. It appears to have a photograph of a hairy muff on it, yet a man's face has been tattooed above the muff, making said muff's pubic hair resemble a beard. Is it me? Am I some kind of sex fiend who's hallucinating muffs on bass drums? Or is this a genuine optical illusion? The answer remains elusive.

The second thing I keep noticing, and it's less distressing, is the band's drummer Kavil Tripedi. A force of suavity if ever there was one, Tripedi looks like a slick Italian hustler, and turns the act of twiddling his sticks into a perfect art form. The man is out of control!

So where were we? Ah yes, the new album. It translates really well tonight, particularly the two singles 'Dreaming of Another World' and 'Flash a Hungry Smile' - both of them incredibly addictive pop songs, and perfect for the fresh breeze and pear cider that are doing the rounds of the courtyard.

Having performed opposite Dizzee Rascal to a crowd half this size at Glastonbury the other week, tonight's show must feel heaven-sent for the band: their very own festival, bursting at the seams with hot women that want to shag them. And er, me.

They deserve it too: songs like 'Flakes' and 'Half in Love With Elizabeth' are perfect open-air singalongs, while 'Two Doors Down' inevitably triggers a wave of ecstasy and chaos.

I only have two qualms: the keyboards could have been louder, and the venue ran out of pear cider too quickly, forcing me onto Grolsch. Apart from that, top marks all round!

PHOTO BY BURAK CINGI