Mystery Jets, Electric Brixton, London

According to Blaine Harrison, with Mystery Jets’ return, they’re “taking you deep deep down in time and space”. Indeed, judging by the sweeping, expansive sounds of new album ‘Curve of the Earth’- it does seem that the foursome have gone on an intergalactic voyage.

Taking to the stage in a haze of dry ice and flashing lights, the band launch into latest single ‘Telomere’. The soaring melodies showcase Harrison’s vocals, both tender and strong, and as he croons the chorus, as does the audience – already familiar with these new and somewhat melancholic lyrics. ‘Serotonin’ and ‘Half in Love with Elizabeth’ may interrupt the band’s newfound sonic grandiosity but are welcomed by the crowd; the songs providing some good ol’ indie sing alongs.

The epic six-minute-long ‘Blood Red Balloon’ is a highlight, with the trance-like repetition of ‘Don’t Close your Eyes’ somewhat ironic as the majority of the audience shield themselves from the onslaught of strobe lighting.

‘Midnight’s Mirror’ entwines dark scuzzy riffs and psychedelic qualities with smooth pop lines whilst Rees’ voice perfectly complements Harrison’s vocals. “Prog Rock isn’t dead”, he declares.

Gone are the suede tassels, or stars and stripes of the dusty deserts of ‘Radlands’ (only playing one song from the Americana-infused album - or indeed from their Eel Pie Island days). In their place is a new addition of a pink haired bassist, smoke machines and something harder to place. But ‘Two Doors Down’, ‘Young Love’ and the lighters-in-the-air-swaying melodies of ‘Flakes’ still prove the best of the evening. Mystery Jets may have grown up, but thankfully not too much for a good ol’ boogie.