Best described as a young William Shatner skulking around a London backstreet staring wistfully at pigeons (his own words), Baxter can be found decimating live stages alone or in packs, sculpting releases that ooze unrivalled levels of dexterity, or simply sitting on Highbury Fields in the drizzle.

It matters not which one of the above activities he may be doing at any particular time, the fact remains, no-one does it quite like Baxter.