South London’s Krakatoa could go one way or the other.

On one hand, their Clash and Jam-influenced dynamic indie could see them emulate their peers and become an engaging band for their generation. On the other, they could follow fellow London upstarts The Metros and fade into the background, like many a novelty, loutish indie band with an energetic frontman.

The evidence provided at Proud Galleries suggests the former. Every song the five-piece played during their 40 minute set was hammered to the audience with huge enthusiasm, as if they are already attempting to cement a place in history.

Kicking off with the frantic ‘Wake Up’, a riotous ska-tinged assault that is impossible not to tap your foot to, the band only drop the tempo to banter with a heckler who was swiftly put in his place by guitarist Jacko (who is a dead ringer for Paul Daniels in Quadrophenia).

The infectious ‘Don’t You Dare Forget the Truth’, which echoes The Libertines’ ‘Boys In The Band’, is the highlight, and is be an indie anthem in waiting. Ending on a cover of The Kinks ‘Dead End Street’, surely the only option for Krakatoa is to erupt.

Joe Tyler