Daniel Higgs has the look of an ancient mountain man: his banjo ragas come from a distillation of his bluegrass picking and a rich voice that can infuse his cosmic lyrics with a grace and depth that belies the rather confused mysticism that defines them as “freak folk”. Rapidly leaping into extended workouts, he embodies an American fringe that has been packaged by the fusion of alternative rock and country as Americana. Despite the intensity of his playing, he is approachable and friendly: he chats easily with the audience, does a quick dance to the tune in his head and leads his trio through lengthy jams based on simple picking melodies. The rest of his trio don’t add much, apart from decoration to his flights – a more confident line up might push him beyond even his musical boundaries. As an original talent, however, Higgs is an astonishing performer, like a relic of an previously consider extinct tribe of folk musicians.