Aha, Brian it is I, appearing as my alter ego Cusco.
I'm sure he was a different man sluiced on the malt. I'm comparing the only two close-up live performances I had. In London he burned the back of everybodies eyeballs with eye to eye contact of a fierce intensity. At the Packhorse I thought between songs he seemed to be concentrating on an off to the side spot. A bit of what I usually call a Stalybridge stare if you know what I mean.