Tame Impala, Alexandra Palace, London

For all his self-confessed control-freak tendencies, Tame Impala head honcho Kevin Parker is remarkably adept at letting loose. Taking to the humungous Alexandra Palace stage for a second sold-out night and diving straight into a thickened up ’Let It Happen’ that fills the cavernous space with ease, he relinquishes control from the off. All swirling, psychedelic backdrop and a sea of people clambering onto their friends’ shoulders, the obsessive nature of Tame Impala’s creation is cast aside, replaced by pure impulse. It’s rewarded with a show-opening shower of confetti, a popped cork on a carnival atmosphere that carries right through the evening.

It’s the streamlined Tame Impala of last year’s ‘Currents’ that conducts proceedings, that record having finally given Parker and his companions their leg up to arena-filling, festival topping status. Hazy, noodling numbers on record become ready-made singalongs, older cuts like ‘Mind Mischief’ and ‘Elephant’ stripping back the left-field fuzz in favour of a room-filling crunch. Impressively, Tame Impala even, er, tame Ally Pally’s notoriously echoey sound, every note crystal clear and delivered with a thump rather than ending up lost in the rafters like so many bands’ before them. Even softer numbers like ‘Yes I’m Changing’ and ‘Eventually’ become mammoth, heart-rending singalongs, every inch of the palace floor awash with outstretched palms.