Blessed with the dance moves of Mick Jagger (his hips, at some points, moved as though independent from the rest of his body), the slightly-too-large shirt and tousled coolness of Kurt Cobain and the endearing oddness of Thom Yorke, he made every minute of the show exciting, wrestling with the mic stand and prancing about the stage at every possible opportunity. His voice, while largely drowned out by the other instruments, had elements of Robert Plant about it, and at times could sound like Andrew VanWyngarden of MGMT.