Speaking of which, at the back of the room was the real tea. A stall illuminated by fairy lights was selling Scruff’s own brand of tea, along with posters and pictures. It illustrated the very relaxed atmosphere of the gig. This was enhanced by the fact that the audience was not at all frenetic, with plenty of room to dance, wander or just watch. What was most apparent from a scan of the audience was that people had come because they really adore Mr Scruff.
All in all, Mr Scruff serves up the tastiest blend of smooth jazz, crunchy hip hop, and inventive concoctions (and his tea’s not half bad either).